“What else do you indulge in?” she asks, standing tall and pushing her chestforward.
She’s cute, and for some reason, between the alcohol and how fucking horny Ty’s dad made me earlier, I feel like I need to take care of these blueballs.
This isn’t my thing. I don’t typically do hookups. I’ve never been like that. Even in the times when I’ve forced myself through one-night stands, they haven’t been all that satisfying. Because there’s no connection. It’s empty. Void of anything other than the physicalrelease.
Although, not to say the physical release is bad. And I can’t say I’d be totally against having that physical release with Ty’s dad. Wrong as it is to think about my best friend’s dad like that, I can’t help but imagine having a filthy, lust-filled encounter with him. Bizarre as fuck since I’ve never been that way, but the fact that it flies in the face of my typical interests doesn’t change how hard I get when I think aboutit.
Dana glances around the room and then back at me. “Your friend’s a pretty smoothoperator.”
I follow her gaze and see Ty in the corner, making out with his girl of the week—at least for now—against the wall beside the balcony door. “Well, Mandy doesn’t seem to have any issue in that department either,” Inote.
“Nope. She knows what she wants and is happy to reach out and grab it…even if that something is in a guy’s pants.” She takes a sip of her drink. “You have anyhobbies?”
“Hobbies?” I ask, since that seems to have come out ofnowhere.
“That’s my way of making small talk. Sorry. I’m gonna be honest with you, Jesse. I’m not really interested in talking, if youaren’t.”
Now my dick is reallytwitching.
She moves close, slowly, and I can see that look in her eyes. It’s how Whitney used to look at me when she was hungry for mycock.
“My room?” sheasks.
“Looks like you’re pretty good at small talk,” I tease, winking at her, and shebeams.
She takes my hand and guides me through the house into an adjoining hallway. She leads me into a bedroom, and before I know it, her lips are on mine. I slide my hands under her shirt and push her back against thewall.
She’s aggressive, undoing my fly and forcing my shorts down to my ankles before grabbing my cock and stroking it. I kick off my flip-flops and lose my shorts before she guides me to the bed. As soon as my ass hits the bed, she starts going down onme.
I lie back, trying to enjoy the sensations shearouses.
I should be lost in the moment, savoring the way she’s working her mouth, but for some reason, I can’t help but imagine Eric blowing me likethis.
Fuckin’ A, why can’t I get him out of myhead?
I’ve never fantasized about guys when I’ve fucked around with a girl before, but I’ve also never felt the kind of primal hunger I felt when I metEric.
As I relax, allow myself to enjoy my fantasy, I hear the dooropen.
“What the fuck?” I ask as Dana pulls her lips from mycock.
A guy walks in, stumbling slightly. “What are you doing,Dana?”
She rolls her eyes and pushes to her feet. “Leon, get the fuck out ofhere.”
I hurry to my shorts, and I’m so tipsy that it’s hard for me to make sense of what’s going on. I don’t imagine he’s her boyfriend, considering she’s been pretty obvious about her interest, but something’sup.
“I rent this place out, and you think you can just come here and blow some other guy? I thought we were going to share something specialhere.”
“We’re not togetheranymore.”
“That sure as fuck didn’t keep you from accepting my invitation to stay at my place…forfree…”
“Um…” Istammer.
They turn to me at the same time, irritation in their expressions. Like I’ve walked in on their privatechat.
“I’m gonna head out,” I say, holding my shorts to shield mycock.
