Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 71034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
He said he’d never hurt you.
He wouldn’t mean to, but he’s not into relationships, and that’s what I want from him, or I would if I let myself.
I thought you just wanted to have fun.
That sounds great, but I’m already feeling obsessed, and that is fucking dangerous. I’ve learned my lesson.
“I’m going to bed. I was just checking on you.”
Why did he have to be so fucking sweet? Was he really not like this with other guys? “Good night.”
“Good night.” I heard Worth’s retreating footsteps, then the click of his bedroom door closing.
I climbed into bed. turned over on my side and pulled my knees up. My ass twinged as I did, and I groaned. Even if I could get my mind to think about something other than how much I wanted Worth, my body was going to keep reminding me how good being fucked by him was.
10
WORTH
Iwoke up next morning to the bright Caribbean sun streaming through my window. I pulled myself from my bed and opened the sliding door to step out onto the balcony so I could feel the sun.
It was a gorgeous day. The water was that characteristic pure blue. I wanted to get out there in it, but even more I wanted to make sure Laurie was okay.
Memories of last night rushed over me, making my cock start to swell. How the hell was I going to keep my hands off Laurie? Especially when it was so obvious he wanted more. But I’d promised Beck, and he had every reason to think me being anything but a friend to Laurie would be a disaster. Before last night, he would’ve been right, but something had changed in those moments with Laurie. I could think of nothing but him. I’d dreamed of him, of all the things I wanted to do with him, and not just in bed but things like walking on the beach holding hands.
I remembered laughing when I’d forced Carter to admit he was in love, and he’d told me my turn would come. I didn’t think I’d ever feel anything like what he did for Matteo, or Miles for Ben, or Ford for Jay, but I was feeling something that had me completely unsettled. I was desperate for any contact with Laurie, even if it was just him talking to me. I heard movement in the living room, so I grabbed my robe, wrapped it around myself, and stepped out.
Laurie was standing there in nothing but a pair of black briefs. My cock went from mildly interested to ready to bend him over and open his ass again. He was holding a bathing suit and frowning at it.
“Good morning.” Laurie jumped. Had he really not heard me come out?
He held the swim trunks in front of his crotch. “I didn’t mean to…I thought you would sleep for a while longer. Beck complained about having to drag you out of bed around lunchtime.”
“I left my curtains open last night, and the sun woke me up. But this is your temporary home, you’re allowed to be anywhere in the villa.”
“I know, but if I’d know you were awake, I would’ve put on something else.”
“I’m not going to jump you just because you’re in your underwear.”
“I didn’t mean it like that. If we’re not going to do…um…what we did last night, then I should probably be more modest. I just hate putting on wet clothes. I didn’t mean to leave these laying on the floor last night, but I didn’t think of it again after….”
“After we fucked?”
Color rose in his face as he nodded. I loved how he didn’t want to come right out and say it. That innocence combined with the way he reacted in bed was going to kill me.
“Why don’t you just wear a different bathing suit?”
“This is all I’ve got. I left all my clothes when I got away from Tommy. Beck sent me money to buy some more, so I got just enough to get by while I was here.”
No way I was going to let that stand. “Get dressed in something other than swim trunks. We’re going shopping.”
“What? No.”
“Yes. If you won’t spend Beck’s money, then you can spend mine.”
“I’m not going to spend anyone else’s money, I’m not….”
“You had to walk away from everything you own, right?”
“Yes, except for the clothes I was wearing and the stuff I had in my gym bag. At least I had my laptop and my phone. Beck told me I could wash clothes here. Is that true?”
I sighed. “There’s a laundry service.”
“I don’t need anyone else do my laundry. If there are machines I can—”
“No. You are coming shopping with me. I have plans for us. Nice restaurants, bars, dancing.”
His eyes lit up. “Dancing?”
“Yes. There are some great clubs here, and I have VIP privileges so—”