Beau looked to Ash again, then shook his head, turning to me. “Oh, sweet, innocent Jace. If you want to really know what you’re getting yourself into, go to the adult store, grab yourself a dildo of his approximate size, and play around for yourself. It’ll be less of a shock when you have him in there, and then you’ll be able to have some fun with it and not be so stressed aboutthat.”
Ash nodded inagreement.
“Huh. Not a badidea.”
“We’re pretty good at this friends thing,” Ash said with as cocky a shrug as he couldmanage.
“Yes, you are,” I agreed, and then the conversation transitioned back to more usualsubjects.
However, even as we got back to work, I was already searching on my phone to see how late the adult store on Peachtree Way was open. And once we finished working on Benny’s roof, I headed on over, perusing the selection and finding what seemed to be comparable to Dax’ssize.
When I got home and unboxed the thing on the bed, Mac watched me from the corner. The way he was looking at me, it was like he knew how I was going to useit.
“What? I’m curious.” I eyed the thing again. “Damn, I can’t decide if this is the right size or if Dax’s cock has gotten way bigger in my head.” Although, I was pretty confident that was the right size, particularly by the way my hand fit around thegirth.
I slipped my phone out of my pocket. Dax had texted me while I was on the roof with the guys, and I’d told him what I was up to. I noticed he’d textedagain.
Carter and I have a premiere at Grauman’s at 8:30, and then hustling at some party later. Thinking ofyou.
Inspiration struck, and I messaged him back:Have fun. Thinking of youtoo. ;)
If only heknew.
I set my phone on mynightstand.
“Now this is the part that Shar-Peis gotta step out for,” I said as I set the dildo on the mattress and led Mac downstairs, and then I headed back into mybedroom.
I stripped down, grabbed some lube from the nightstand, and slathered it on the fake dick. I looked at the head ofit.
Okay, maybe not taking it all right away, I thought, starting with just fingering myhole.
As I did, I chuckled. “What the fuck am I doing?” I asked outloud.
Never imagined I’d be lying in my bed, playing with my hole so that some guy could fuck me, but there I was, not only curious, but eager to experience that withDax.
He was fun, playful…hot as sin. And just playing with myself like that reminded me how much fun we’d had in his hotel room, got me all workedup.
As I became more comfortable with two fingers, I decided it was time to start with the real challenge. I stared the thing down and took a breath. “Okay, fake dong. Let’s see how this is going to playout.”
I positioned the head between my cheeks, working its way in steadily, very slowly, and muttering, “Thank God I’m practicing,” as I realized how awkward it would have been to have to make sense of this on the fly with DaxMunro.
I slid it farther inside me, inching it in until I felt that familiar sensation Dax had roused against my prostate. “Ooh!Oh…”
How the fuck could something have felt this good inside my body and I’d never triggered it untilDax?
“Damn,” I said, still adjusting to the pressure, but also reveling in the pleasure radiating through me. My body quaked as my dick grew rock-hard. I grasped it in my left hand while moving the dildo back and forth with myright.
Hot fucking damn. I could get used tothis.
29
Dax
Tuxedosand elegant designer gowns packed the room of the star-studded gala premiere. Elliott and I had been hired to wrangle up a few of the stars present for the occasion, so now we did what we did best, rubbing elbows and keeping up good relations. Our industry was all about image, which made showing my face on these sorts of occasions of the utmostimportance.
Various parties schmoozed and sleazed their way around the place as I chatted with Emilio Kruger at CAA, who was saying, “Yes, you have to consider going back intoTV.”
“Oh, no. Thank you, but that ship sailed a very long timeago.”
