Renley:OH MY GOD, THEO! You did not.
Theo:LOL. I didn’t tell him you were loud, but I did get him the headphones. He knows I’m a squealer, so it’s best this way.
Renley:I don’t recall any squealing.
Theo:Just wait, the moment you ride me, I won’t be able to hold back.
Renley:Why do I find you attractive again?
Theo:From what I recall earlier, it has something to do with my smile and big penis.
Dressed in my robe, a bag slung over my shoulder, I tiptoe out the back door, lock it up, and then head across the lawn to Theo’s house.
The neighborhood is silent, just the sound of a passing car on the next street over rushing through the air. The humidity is thick, despite midnight blanketing the sky, and there is already a light dew on the grass from the moist air.
I pause by our connected fences and glance back at the house for any sign that Aunt Kitty could be following. She was zonked out, her sleep apnea mask in full force, so I doubt she even heard me. Still, sneaking over here makes me feel like a teenager, despite never having done this as a teenager.
I move across his lawn, my feet getting wet in my sandals, and I move up the steps to his front porch, where I send him a quick text.
Renley:I’m here.
Within seconds, the front door opens and Theo is standing on the other side, shirtless, wearing a pair of shorts, and looking so fine that my mouth waters. He’s the type of man that you see at a restaurant and his handsome features grab your attention. The type of man that can command a room with just the sharpness of his jaw, and the brightness of his smirk.
And that smirk, right now, it’s in full force, letting me know that I’m the only one that he’s interested in.
“Fucking finally,” he says, pulling me into the house. “My dick has been throbbing for hours.”
“And here I thought you came from a family of class.”
“Classy people get throbbing dicks too, Renley,” he says with a mirthful eye roll. Hand holding mine, he guides me up thestairs and straight into his room, which he’s lit up with candles, creating elegant mood lighting. The sheets are drawn down on the bed, soft instrumental music is playing in the background, and there are two glasses of water on his nightstand, as well as a book about sex.
Oh my God, why is he so cute?
He shuts the door as I thumb toward the book. “What’s that for?”
“Oh, you know, in case you wanted to test out any new positions. I’m yours tonight, love. Do with me what you will.”
I set my bag down and secure my robe tighter as he closes the space between us. “Hold on.” I press my hand to his chest. “Is Rupert sleeping?”
“Probably, I don’t know. I don’t have a camera on him. He’s in his room and he told me he found the headphones comfortable. That’s the extent of my knowledge on Rupert.”
“So he’s not going to come in here?”
“The fuck he is.” Theo clicks the lock on the door. “I’d kill him if he did.”
“Okay.” I smile and then move in closer. “Thought we could play a little game of truth or dare.”
“I’m going to tell you right now, I choose dare. If it involves your body, then all dares. For the love of God.”
“Horny much?” I ask.
“For you, yeah. I am.” He holds up his hand. “But before we start, I have something I need to talk to you about.”
Confused, I ask, “What?”
“The rules. I made some adjustments after the last ones you made, and I figured we should go over them before I bury my face between your legs.”
My cheeks heat up from the thought of that happening. “Umm…sure. Will your throbbing dick be okay?”
