Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 121916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 610(@200wpm)___ 488(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 610(@200wpm)___ 488(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
“Yeah, fuck Cooper,” Kendrick says. “He’s a clout chaser. Let’s not help his career any more than we already have.” He looks at me, his blue eyes blazing, and I must say, for a guy who supposedly doesn’t have a jealous bone in his body, Kendrick looks pretty dang jealous to me.
Kai flaps his lips together. “Okay, well, are we officially out of ideas for today?”
“It kinda feels like we are,” Kendrick says.
“Yeah, I’m tapped out, guys,” Savage agrees.
“Let’s not give up just yet,” I say. “Maybe if we—”
“It’s four to one, Ruby Duby,” Savage says with a yawn. “The sesh is now officially over. But don’t worry, maybe something we bounced around today will lead to a spark, later on.” He looks at Kendrick like he’s said something clever or funny. But if he’s making a joke, I don’t get it.
“Yeah, I’m sure you’re right,” I say. “Something we did today will definitely spark another idea. We just don’t know it yet.”
“Definitely.” With a wink at Kendrick, Savage claps his palms to his thighs. “Got any weed, brother? Or should I go to the dispensary?”
“Yeah, I’ve got some,” Kendrick says. “I don’t have any beer, though.”
Kai pops up. “I’ll go get some.”
“I’ll order the pizzas,” Titus offers, pulling out his phone. “The usual?”
Everyone confirms Titus should order the same pizzas, as always.
“What about margaritas?” Kai asks. “Should I get some mix, when I get the beer?”
Hard-liquor cocktails are the only component of our traditional, post-writing-session party that’s variable. Everything else remains the same: weed, pizza, cheap beer.
“I think that’d be too big a reward, since we didn’t come up with anything,” I say. “But, hey, maybe that’s a reason to drown our sorrows.”
We discuss it as a group and quickly decide drowning our sorrows is, indeed, the superior plan. And so, with that decided, Kai heads toward the front door, a man on a mission.
“You wanna come with me, baby brother?”
“Sure,” Kendrick says, popping up. He strides toward his brother, but not before shooting me a look that tightens my lower abdomen—a smolder that practically screams, “I’d rather fuck you than party with these dipshits, but first things first.”
“Get some munchies, too,” Titus calls out to the Cook brothers. “Popcorn or chips or something.”
And, suddenly, it’s all I can do not to shoo everyone out so I can rip Kendrick’s clothes off and let him take me to heaven, once again.
27
KENDRICK
“Ithought they’d never leave,” I murmur as my hungry lips traverse the length of Ruby’s naked, spread thighs on my bed. I’m the perfect kind of drunk and stoned. Totally relaxed but also horny as hell—the kind of horny that makes me want to get adventurous and try something new with my little sex kitten.
“I don’t think everyone realizes six weeks isn’t all that long to get everything done in time,” Ruby says, running her hand through my hair. “Don’t forget, we not only need to write a song. It has to be amazing. And then, we need to—”
I look up from between her legs. “Okay, you have to stop talking now, sweetheart. You’re hereby not allowed to think or talk about anything but what I’m doing to you.”
“One more thing, though. I’m worried I blew it by demanding that performance slot after Cooper. I thought it was a genius move at the time, but now—”
“Babe.” I crawl up to her face and lay my forearms on either side of her head, my hard dick poking her belly. “It was a genius move, and we’ll come up with something amazing. It’s all gonna work out.”
“You think?”
“Without a doubt.”
Her body softens underneath mine. “Okay. If you really think that, I’ll stop stressing about it.”
“I’m sure of it. When the time comes, we’re gonna kill it.”
Ruby puckers, and I lean down and kiss her.
“Get a condom,” she whispers. “I want you inside me.”
“I will, but I was thinking we’d try something new this time.”
She looks at me expectantly.
“Do you trust me, Ruby?”
Ruby narrows her eyes. “That’s a concerning question.”
I laugh. “Come on. Do you trust me?”
“You know I do. Why are you asking me this? What’s this thing you want to try?”
I grin. “A threesome.” When Ruby’s eyebrows ride up to her hairline, I add, “With Bruno.”
Ruby swats at my shoulder and giggles. “I thought you meant for real.”
I smirk. “Hell no. I’m not sharing you with anyone.”
Her chest heaves underneath me.
“So, what do you think? Can I use Bruno on you?”
“I mean, sure. But kind of the whole point of all this ‘sex therapy’ for me is that I finally don’t need him, you know? Honestly, I’m kind of enjoying—”
“I’m not talking about using him to get you off because I can’t do it. I want to use him to help me do something I can’t do on my own, so I can give you an orgasm that makes you not only see God, but he’ll high-five you.”