Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 36482 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36482 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
“There is no plan, remember?” he mutters, crossing his arms over his chest. “Not fair, man.”
“I guess you’ll never know my true agenda.” I wink at him and then pass him to head for the stairs. “You get the movie ready and I’ll grab the beer. We have a business to plan.”
Fifteen minutes later and we’re in our usual place on the couch, deep in conversation about this coaching gig. The more he talks about it, the more excited and animated he gets. When we’ve filled several pages in his notebook and gone through quite a few beers apiece, we finally settle to watch a movie.
And when he leans his head on my shoulder, I obsess over the warmth of his touch, aching for him to put his hands on me too.
I’m losing my mind over this guy and I don’t know what to do about it.
Liar.
You know exactly what you want to do.
It takes everything in me to focus on the movie and not illicit fantasies of Riko making good on his promise to suck my dick. Doesn’t work. Instead, I imagine gripping his messy hair and watching his pretty lips slide over the crown of my cock.
Would he like it if I called him a good boy while he chokes on it?
Fuck.
This is going to happen and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.
Riko
I’m going to suck Derek’s dick.
I just have to figure out how to break it to him. Last night, he was a perfect gentleman even though his erection was so fucking obvious. All through the movie, he was hard. And that made me hard.
But did we do anything?
No.
This troubles me. I’m used to men who pursue hard. I’m one of those men. Derek just suffers through his need.
So why didn’t I make the first move?
To be honest, he shook me at dinner. When he confessed to scanning through other men on the dating app, I’d gotten butt hurt about it. Not going to lie. It was what happened after that that rocked my world. He waited for me, apologized, and then hugged me.
Freaking hugged me.
That’s what makes this so strange. I want him to fuck me, but I also just want to kiss his unsmiling mouth or hold his hand. There’s a steady comfort in him that I apparently deeply crave.
This is so outside my usual. I don’t know what to do.
“Yo.”
I fist bump my best friend as soon as he folds himself into my car. Rhett Monahan is a golden boy through and through. Despite being a spoiled shit like me, he excels in everything he does. Whether it’s lacrosse, soccer, school, he’s the best at it. Unlike me, his dad actually adores and believes in him.
“What’s up with your hair?” I ask, playfully tugging at one of the blond strands that hangs over his eye.
He swats me away. “Growing it out.”
“I’m sure Mommy loves that.”
“She moved out. Plus, I’m an adult. I can do what I want.”
Technically, that’s a lie, and we both know it. His father, Owen, has a hand in everything Rhett or his siblings Addison and Cason, do. So, if his dad tells him to jump, he does it.
“How’re the sibs?”
He grunts and shrugs. “Addison is still dramatic. Cason is a brat.”
At least he has siblings. I always wanted a brother or a sister, but alas, I was an only child.
“Thanks for agreeing to hang with me,” I say as I speed out of his neighborhood. “I needed this.”
It’s true. I need some normalcy. Everything in my life is so out of sorts. Getting to hang with Rhett feels good for me.
“I’m shocked as shit your parents haven’t begged you to come back home,” he says as he fiddles with the air vent. “You’re a momma’s boy.”
Maybe when I was younger. But, as I got older and let my freak flag fly, my mom wasn’t exactly supportive. I’ve been on my own for years.
“Even if they wanted me back, I wouldn’t go,” I say with a one-shouldered shrug. “I like living on my own.”
“Not technically on your own,” Rhett retorts. “I still don’t know why you got a roommate. We both know you have money and could’ve gotten an apartment by yourself.”
“I’ve spent my whole life by myself. Wasn’t looking to keep on doing that.”
“You were supposed to wait until we graduated college,” he grumbles. “Then we could have gotten a place together.”
“Yeah, yeah,” I say even though I don’t believe that.
Rhett will find some hot rich girl to marry by then and I’d have stayed in hell for nothing. I’m meant to be out of my parents’ house.
I drive us to our favorite coffee shop. It’s near where we went to school, which is also by Rhett’s house. No one from the side of town I live at now ever comes here. Java Jinx is bougie as fuck. No extra pumps of anything without adding on an extra buck or two. But, they have cool seating and chill vibes. We’ve been coming here since we’re able to drive ourselves. It’s our place.