I fell to my knees with a whimper, then pulled the screen back to face me. My legs spread, my half-hard cock hung on full display, dripping cum.
You like?I messaged.
Always, he answered.
We chatted a little longer while the aftershocks twitched my body, and eventually, we said goodnight. I cleaned up and wandered around my half-unpacked apartment for a while, watering plants, then changed out of my skeleton suit and climbed into bed.
It used to be that my mind would linger over OK after our video sessions. We’d say goodnight, and I’d start wondering about him. What he looked like. If he actually was who he said he was. Whether we should try to meet in person at some point.
But lately, I was appreciating the fact that he was so contained. He was steady. I knew that this worked, and I trusted that he’d be there. Over the years, we’d each had little breaks, usually when one of us was trying to date someone seriously, but those relationships never seemed to last.
This thing, whatever it was, it lasted.
Trying to change it into something else would risk ruining it all.
Instead of obsessing over OK, when I lay down that evening, my mind drifted back to River, Kai, and Leo. They were right across the street from me, so close we could probably see each other through the windows.
Despite the fact that my insecurities came bubbling back to the surface over those cocktails, I did really enjoy seeing the brothers. Watching River and Leo, all happy together, put a definite end to my old crush. But River was just as warm as ever, and I could easily imagine our friendship blossoming again.
I could even imagine a friendship with Kai and with Leo, too, assuming they wanted me and that I wasn’t just practicing wishful thinking. They seemed like such a tight group, and they clearly already had close friends, with the double wedding around the corner.
It had been easy to just show up at their back door when I was an awkward teen, but now that we were all adults, I didn’t want to come across as needy or desperate.
After all, I hadn’t exactly developed my own tight friend group over the years.
I sighed and turned, pulling a pillow close to my chest, and reminded myself to take it one step at a time. Kai was going to drive me out to the wedding, and if nothing else, I knew that I’d be able to relax and enjoy the car ride with him.
And I had to admit, he was a very handsome wedding date. He had River’s pretty, dark eyes, and the same soft skin, light brown and kissed with a golden undertone. But he weighed a bit more than his twin, and he kept his hair short and neatly styled. The understated expressions on his face made the sharp, high line of his cheekbones and the smart angle of his jaw uniquely his own.
He was handsome, and I definitely wouldn’t mind looking at him for a few hours on the car ride.
I smiled to myself, relaxed that I would have someone so familiar and chill to spend the weekend with. No way I was going to fool myself into thinking this was a real date or that Kai and his brother were going to welcome me back into their happy lives, but even just one weekend sounded nice.
With memories of Kai bubbling back, I finally drifted off and settled into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Chapter Six
Kai
Izzy steppedout of his apartment, the morning sun shining on his face. He was wearing a T-shirt with botanical floral prints across the front and jeans cut into shorts at the knee, and a suitcase dangled from his hand.
Just as cute as the last time I saw him. Noted.
He’d been on my mind since we reconnected. Even after meeting up with my costumed cutie online, still, I found myself thinking of Izzy while I lay in bed that night and remembering the gentle way he talked.
Initially, it kind of weirded me out, like maybe it was inappropriate to crush on someone who had been such a tight part of our family growing up. He knew everything about the junior high version of me, and he’d already tasted my moms’ favorite dishes.
But it was a wedding weekend, and the first time in ages I’d sparked even a passing interest in another person. So when I left that morning, I promised myself I would use the time to get to know Izzy again and see if there really could be something there between us.
“Good morning,” I said. I took the suitcase from him without really thinking about it and tossed it in the trunk of my Subaru, waiting on the street. “How are you?”
“Good.” He adjusted his backpack. “How about you?”
“Not bad. I got to sleep early, but I could still use a coffee. Do you mind stopping?”
“That’s great. I’d love another cup. I brought some snacks for the ride, too.” He quirked his mouth sideways in a smile. “No Pringles, though.”
“Pringles?”
