Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 96922 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96922 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
“That doesn’t necessarily mean anything,” Ash said. “Nothing wrong with experimenting.”
“But I had fun. I wasn’t bothered by it.”
“So you’re bi? That’s totally cool.”
“Well, you know, it’s like if there’s a spectrum and girls are on one side and guys are on the other, then I’d say that ninety percent of the time, I’m way over here with girls, but every once in a while, there’s a guy I’m like nudged over by. But then there’s this one guy, who…ooh…” I sighed, heat rushing to my face and the pressure building in my dick as I thought about what it felt like to have my lips against Dax’s.
“Interesting,” Ash said. “I never would have thought to ask. Like you said, you were always running around with one girl or another, so I wouldn’t have thought much about it, but who’s the lucky guy? Would this be Dax, the guy who works with Elliott at my PR firm?”
“Yeah, it’s totally him! Dax Munro. He came here to talk me into the endorsement deal with Hacksmore.”
“Did he talk you into some other things?” Ash asked with a wink.
“I mean, we kissed, and it was like…wow, but that was it. I didn’t really know what to do after that.”
“I think you could have figured it out.”
“No doubt about that. It felt good, just…he sort of came out of nowhere and surprised me, not only with that, but the stuff about the deal. And now he’s off in Los Angeles.”
“You’re going there to sign this deal, so I imagine you’re gonna see him.”
“Yeah, we’ll see each other for that.”
“Now I definitely know why you want to know what dick tastes like. Hopefully you’ll be enjoying that sooner than later.” We shared a laugh. “I say you just give it a try. It’s not gonna taste bad. I love sucking Beau’s dick.”
“I’m overthinking it, aren’t I?”
“Maybe blue-balling a little bit, man?” he teased, starting like he was going to pat my shoulder. “Oh shit. Don’t want to get this crud all over you. If someone’s gonna get you all messy, it needs to be Dax Munro. I’m glad you asked me about it, even if that was the weirdest possible way you could have asked me about liking a guy.”
I laughed. “Thanks for being cool about it. This might actually be my official first coming-out conversation too. Maybe I should just get a shirt that says: ‘Prolly bi’?”
“Eh, it sounds more like: ‘Definitely bi-curious.’”
“Or, ‘Hi, I’m a need-to-google-this-a-bit-more sexual.’”
He snickered before adding, “Beau thinks it’s gonna suck not having you down at the station while you’re doing this campaign. You know we expect you to hang with us every once in a while.”
“I totally will. The guys are my family.”
“We’re all ready to support you. It’s really cool what you’re doing for the Fever Fight campus.”
“Eh, it’s what I can do. I’m glad this company’s been flexible with letting me work a little bit longer so that we could figure out scheduling and everything. Now back to the pressing issue at hand: is this internal leak in Nance’s car gonna be hard to fix?”
He gritted his teeth. “I’ll just say I think your sexual preferences were a much easier issue to resolve than this leak. It’s gonna be a bit of work. I’ll get Beau to grab some stuff for me and get it done this week, though. How’s that?”
“Perfect!”
“Meanwhile, you keep me posted on how it goes with that dick.”
I laughed. “Will do.”
Like with most things in life, I was just going to have to figure it out. And hell, if I could run into a burning building, I could definitely manage getting a cock in my mouth and figuring out what that was like.
9
Dax
“You’re meeting up with Hottie Firefighter this afternoon?” Carter asked as he lounged in a chair in my suite at the London hotel we were staying at. I’d met with him after breakfast to go over the itinerary for the weekend. Hacksmore wouldn’t be arriving for our meeting until the following day, so we had some time to chat and go over everything. “And I can’t come?”
“It’s just cocktails, and we’ll be discussing details about his contract and his obligations with Hacksmore Designs,” I replied, a little annoyed that Carter was even asking about it.
“As long as I get to come to the first photoshoot with him and his Shar-Pei, I’m fine.”
“Mac, you mean?”
“Oh, that’s right. Mac. That’s such a cute name. Yes, I expect to be on set. I’ll fetch Hottie Firefighter coffee…protein bars…act as a fluffer.”
“His name’s Jace, not Hottie Firefighter.” I’d meant that to come out far less hostile than it had, but there was this defensive part of me that wanted to at least remind Carter that Jace was a person, not just some hot viral image for his enjoyment. That was part of the cruelty of celebrity status, something Jace had a taste of but couldn’t know the full repercussions just yet. They would not see him, the human being, the man who was interested in using this money to do something authentic, from the goodness of his heart. He would just be a set of abs at their disposal. He would be as much of a product as the clothes he’d be wearing for Hacksmore.