Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 79147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
“Jesus, did you just throw shit in boxes?” he asks, noticing there’s not a lot of order to anything.
I blush. “Like I said, I had to get out of there fast.”
“And what is this?”
He reaches in and grabs a couple of the sheets—print-outs of Excel files.
I’m kind of shocked by how bold he is. Cody doesn’t seem to have a lot of boundaries. At least, not that I can make out. Kind of surprises me. I don’t know Travis well, but he’s always seemed more guarded.
“Nothing.” I reach for the papers, but Cody pulls them out of my grasp and eyes me suspiciously.
“Doesn’t look like nothing.”
He gazes at the papers, and I grab for them again, but this time he holds them over his head.
“Seriously?” I ask. “Are you five?”
“Just tell me what it is. What’s the big deal?”
“It’s not a big deal. It’s some accounting shit I’m helping the owner at Mike’s with. He’s not that good with math. I am because I used to help Mom out with taxes and shit. Just give it to me, please.”
“Okay, okay.” He lowers his arm and holds them out to me. Just as soon as I reach for them, he pulls them back up over his head, that same big grin spreading across his face.
“You think you’re real clever, don’t you?” I lean down and wrap an arm under his legs and another behind his back, lifting him up and throwing him on the bed.
“Oh, fuck,” he says as I crawl onto the bed and grab for the printouts. “You fight dirty.”
He pulls the papers farther out of my reach as I straddle his waist and grasp for them again.
He keeps resisting, so I grab his wrists.
I can’t believe we’re fucking doing this. It’s like we’re in elementary school. And neither of us can keep a straight face as we’re caught up in this ridiculous game.
As I finally manage to pin him down, Cody gazes up at me, appearing impressed.
“Stronger than I look,” I tell him.
“And harder.”
Fuck.
With our pelvises pressed up against each other, he can tell I’m stiff as a rock right now.
“I told you I was blue-balling. It always does that.”
But the way he’s grinning, I can tell he’s taking credit for the erection.
“Yeah. Right. And you didn’t want to fuck me at all that night, I’m sure.”
“Whatever.”
I release his wrists and snatch the papers from his grasp, setting them on the mattress beside him.
He grabs my thigh and rolls quickly until he’s on top of me.
“Fuck,” I say.
“Smarter than I look,” Cody teases.
I laugh again.
Cody has a way of lifting my mood…and a few other things as well.
He’s too fucking charming.
“There we go,” he tells me. “There’s the real Hayden. I think we just found him again.”
Suddenly I realize he’s been playing with me to get me to ease up from all that serious shit we were talking about.
And I’m glad. I needed that.
His face turns serious. “Now, how about we take care of this problem you have lingering over your head?”
He glances down at my crotch.
Again, I’m wondering if he’s joking or not. As he looks back to me, I think about cracking a joke, but I stifle it because if he’s seriously considering this, I’m sure as fuck not going to discourage him.
Hell, if he wants me to blow him, he just needs to pull down his pants and let me have at it.
Something in his expression shifts, and now I know he’s being totally serious.
He crawls down the bed until his knees are at the edge and his face is right over the crotch of my pants.
He rests his weight on one arm and undoes my fly. I lift my hips up as he pulls down my jeans and underwear, revealing my fully erect cock.
Oh, shit. Is this really happening?
He plants his arms on either side of my pelvis and presses his face against my pubes. He runs his nose alongside my shaft, trailing it across the flesh, making me even harder…something I didn’t think was possible.
He opens his mouth and slides it in, inch by inch, taking his time, and driving me fucking insane.
I close my eyes and enjoy the sensation of his wet mouth.
I knew I needed it, but as he stimulates the nerves in my cock, my body comes to life in a way I haven’t felt in a long fucking time.
The excitement—the arousal—the pleasure—I forgot how good it could all feel.
What he stirs in me just makes me want to rub one out, but Cody moves slowly. Like he’s trying to drive me out of my mind.
The worry is there. Is it a good idea to be fucking around with my roommate? But I’m so horny right now that I don’t give a damn about making a smart decision. I want to get totally lost in this experience. I need the escape.