“You mean that whenever you have nightmares, it always seems to be when your family harasses you?”
“The one and only… and yes, they blew up my phone last night with voicemails and text messages,” I say as I sit down in the chair on the other side of him.
“Please know that I’m always here to talk or just listen. You’re doing the right thing, Finn.”
“Thank you. I blocked their numbers last night and If I need to, I’ll get my number changed tomorrow.”
“Listen, let’s all go out next week. I think we could use it.” He pauses for a moment. “Fuck it. I’m making it mandatory,” Jaxon says, and I can’t help but smile.
“Would you mind if I invited Spencer?” I find myself trying to find any excuse I can to see him.
“I think that is a great idea,” Jaxon says.
CHAPTER9
Spencer
My last final is finished,and it’s a tremendous weight off my shoulders. It’s something I can put behind me so I can focus on the upcoming year ahead. I am both terrified and excited. In six months I will officially own Dragonfly Books—and maybe Cafe. Formally owning Dragonfly Books brings me a shit ton of anxiety. I know it's basically a technicality but it signifies something more to me. It's the beginning of living my own life, much in the same way as it is for Finn. I at least get to do it in the comfort of a place I already call home.
Just because I want to add the cafe does not mean I can neglect the bookstore. They both need to succeed in their own right.
I need to increase the number of customers. The selling of e-books and accessories has helped, but not enough. I do like the idea of selling drawing supplies, no matter what, that has to happen.
Everything surrounding me right now is home. The old brick walls, the books, the reading nook I curl myself into for hours, the memories… And now I’m just waiting to see if they accept my offer on the building next door and I can make my home bigger. If I get it, this will change everything.
I close up the store and head upstairs. Alex and Jules should be here in an hour, so we can get ready together before we go out and let off some steam. I promptly feed Gallifrey, because I don’t have a death wish, and hop in the shower.
I close my eyes as I stand under the shower, and I can almost feel the touch of his lips against mine from the hottest kiss in my life. We have both been busy this past week, but we have been texting. I was surprised he kissed me, or I kissed him. I have no clue who initiated it. I turned around and suddenly I was breathing in his air. It felt like my lungs were desperate for oxygen and it was his breath keeping me alive.
Nobody has ever kissed me like that. I've made out with enough guys, but never with so much need. After my mind let go, I just went with it.
As I replay the kiss on a loop in my head, my body takes notice and my cock swells. I’m achingly hard and this time I let myself indulge. I reach for my lemon scented body wash and lather myself, getting my body slick.
I reach back and slide my finger across my hole. My whole body vibrates. I wish I had time for my shower dildo. Yep, I’ve a shower dildo and a dildo for practicing blowjobs, and a vibrating dildo. I am a needy little bottom in every sense of the word.
I replay the taste of his lips, the feel of his piercing on my tongue, his body against mine, and his full cock against me. All flash through my mind, which sets my body on fire.
I reach for my cock, already a hair-trigger away. With a tight grip, I pump with smooth movements, catching my thumb on my slit with each crossing stroke, delivering a shock from my head to my toes. It doesn’t take long, and my climax is resting right on the edge.
It’s the last kiss that delivers me over the screaming cliff. The slow, soft, goodnight kiss. I feel the tingling spread through my whole body. Finn kisses with sexual purpose. Fuck, I need his lips on me again. Everywhere.Oh fuck! I wonder what the piercing would feel like on my cock. I have never been with anyone who has had their tongue pierced. The thought makes my toes curl and legs shake. All the air leaves my body, my cum paints the shower wall.
“Holy fuck.”
Gasping for breath, I hold myself up against the wall, needing my legs to gain control. That was intense. I haven't had an orgasm that strong in a while. Gaining my wits, because seriously holy fuck, I do a quick rinse.
Stepping out of the shower, legs still like jello, I grab a towel while keeping the towel rack intact.Thank you very much.
I dry off and head to my dresser, grabbing a pair of my favorite silk lace panties. Bright red with lace along the edges, the silk hugging my cock perfectly. I even have plenty of room for my balls thanks to websites that sell them designed for men. The smooth silk against my already sensitive dick makes my insides curl with delight.
Jesus, what is wrong with me? I feel like a teenager who just discovered lube.
I grab my pajama shorts and button-up dressing shirt I use when getting ready. My phone dings from somewhere over by my bed. After digging through a fortress of pillows, I light up my screen and see that it’s a message from Finn. I was expecting it to be another cat meme. It’s a thing we do.Yep, we got a thing!
Finn: Hey, how did your test go?
Spencer: It went well. I’m glad it’s over.
Finn: The guys over at Ink Me and I are going to a bar called Leo’s, to celebrate me still being employed.
