What the hell am I supposed to do now?
Having to stay outside of Indonesia until my visas would be renewed meant I’d had to give up most of my possessions there. Not that I’d collected much, but I’d moved into a room at a villa, sleek and modern, with a pool and everything. Things had started to pile up.
I turned on the spot in the rundown cottage. My parents hadn’t invested any money in it, and it had fallen into disrepair. And all I had was a suitcase full of summer clothes and a backpack with my work gear.
Splendid.
I knew my parents weren’t around, but they hadn’t even organised for the cottage to be cleaned. Ever since Ollie andI had moved out it was as if we didn’t exist to our parents anymore. They were usually on vacation or in their various clubs and organisations.
It was great for them, but it would have been nice to come back home to an aired out, swept cottage with fresh sheets.
I supposed it would make sense to go to the shops, grab some food and drinks, and maybe a few jumpers I could bundle up in.
If only I wasn’t strapped for cash.
But first I needed some fresh air to get rid of the musty smell in here. Lewis caught on immediately when I flung open the first window, and moved on to the ones on the other side of the room.
He looked angry, probably at having to babysit me. As if I wanted that. I wanted him to push me on the bed and tear off my clothes. I wanted to lick every square inch of his hairy body and for him to mount me.
Outside of a few hookups I’d only been in two relationships in Bali that I considered serious. My first boyfriend Lin, a Chinese dragon and digital artist, and I had realised we weren’t a great fit and were still friends. He’d moved to Portugal a couple of years ago.
My last partner, David, an Austrian digital nomad, had made it clear that he wouldn’t wait for me or come along to Scotland about a month ago. That was when I had realised he’d never even bothered to book his flight even though we’d agreed to go together.
It hadn’t been that long since I’d last had sex, yet being around Lewis had my whole body screaming that I needed to be fucked properly. I was desperate for someone to destroy me and take me out of my monkey mind.
I did a quick inventory of my things to see what was missing and turned away to adjust myself stealthily.
Meet Noah Bright: severely underfucked and perpetually horny.
As if I’d said it aloud Lewis looked around at me, eyes narrowed. My face heated.
“Shall we get to the shops? I bet you’re exhausted and want some peace and quiet soon,” he said in a steady voice. I could have kissed him for not commenting on my flushed face.
“Yeah, I’m knackered, it’s been quite a trip. I just want to check what I need. Won’t take long.”
“Sure.” Lewis made his way around the cottage and slid the windows shut, and cranked up the heat again. A couple minutes later I followed him back to his car. He took one look at me shivering in the cool evening air and bent into the backseat.
Holy shit.
His arse was on display, and I salivated a little over the two firm globes moving under his thick tail.
Lewis grabbed a massive hoodie from the depths of his car and handed it to me.
“You put this on, it’ll keep you warm. You’ll catch a cold otherwise.” It wasn’t a suggestion.
“Yes, Daddy,” I sighed in exasperation without thinking. There was a moment of stony silence, then Lewis snorted.
He shook his huge head, opened the door for me, and waited until I’d put on the extra large hoodie. It had ‘Train like a beast’ printed in an arch across the back. Then I clambered into my seat.
The hoodie dwarfed me and promised warm hugs. It smelled like sex—of musky male and soft bodies in the dark.
Drool.
Damn, the front of my boxers sported a wet spot already, and I got harder every time the tip of my dick rubbed over it.
“So, you live in Bali?” he asked over the noise of his car once we were back on the road, eyes flitting over to where I sat.
“Yeah, I moved there a couple of years ago. I stayed in Thailand for a while after I left Scotland, but I’d always wanted to live in Bali, so….” My voice trailed off.
