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)
“The next day, I decided that I was going to come back home and stay with my mother. I never touched drugs again. I mean, obviously I love to drink, but never any of the hard stuff. I came home to figure out who I was. Still working on that part.”
I sigh as I reflect on LA. On the video. On the fight I had with Lance when he discovered it through his buddy. On how shitty I feel for ever having done it to begin with.
“I know I made a mistake, and I know other people are going to find it, but I’m trying to fix it now.”
“So wait,” Cody says. “You just, like, jerked off on camera?”
“Yeah.”
“I thought you did full-blown porno, gang-bang action.”
“No!”
“It’s too bad. I kind of wish I could look that up.”
He winks as his lips curl into his dimples.
“It’s all good,” he says. “I think I can get a better show on my own anyway.”
“Thank you.”
“What?”
“For not making it into a big deal. For not making me feel guilty, or like it was so terrible.”
“Hayden, I told you about my past and about the things that I’ve done. I’m not ashamed of them because I did what I had to do to survive.”
“But I didn’t do what I had to do to survive. I did it because I was a stupid kid.”
“Everybody makes mistakes. Nobody’s perfect. The only assholes in this world are the people who expect you to be perfect.” He makes like he’s coughing before saying, “Lance.”
I laugh again.
“Now what about this little show you’re going to give me?” Cody asks, looking me up and down.
His eyes are all lit up with enthusiasm.
“You think you’re going to get a show before you take me on a date?” I ask.
“I said I wanted to date you. I didn’t say I was the one taking you out on a date. I’m kind of a catch, so you have to wine and dine me if you really want this.”
He has this way of easing all my tension, making me feel so much better, and I appreciate it so much. He really has no idea what a catch he is. Not just because he’s hot as fuck. Or an incredible lay. But because he’s a kind, caring person.
“Come here,” I say. I put my arm around him and pull him close.
“Oh, shit,” he says, his expression stoic as he pulls away. “There’s something I have to take care of.”
“What is it? Your hand? Is everything okay?”
“You’re covered in clothes right now. This is all wrong.”
As much as I try to, I can’t contain my laughter.
“I thought you wanted to go on a date first.”
“I said we should go on a date, but we got needs. This is a fucking emergency.”
He kisses me and pushes me down onto the bed. I let the sensation of his breath rush across my face, erase all the tension and discomfort that Lance roused within me.
“I know you prefer topping and all,” Cody says as he breaks the kiss, “so I’ll give you what you need to cheer you up tonight. You know I can do whatever.”
He slides his hand down to my ass and cups it.
“Well, if you insist,” I say.
He fetches the condoms and lube from the nightstand while I step off the bed. I toss off my shirt, kick off my shoes, and drop my pants and boxers to my ankles. Before I know it, Cody’s crouched down at the edge of the bed with my dick in his mouth.
“Holy fuck!” I say as it stiffens right up.
He surprised me with how fast he moved to get it in his mouth.
Grabbing my ass cheeks, he pulls me closer to the bed while he moves his head back and forth, his tongue sweeping under my shaft as he uses those impressive skills of his—the ones I’m so fucking glad I have a chance to enjoy.
When he finally pulls my dick from his mouth, stroking my cock, he leans back on the bed.
I step out of the legs of my pants before I push him back on the bed and he falls with a big smile on his face as I crawl over him.
The Magnum he grabbed lies beside the bottle of lube.
I snatch them and then offer a kiss.
He grabs my ass again, squeezing tight.
“God, you have no idea how bad I want this ass tonight,” he says, before offering a soft growl.
I’m excited about my little surprise.
I tear the condom wrapper open with my teeth and pull it out. I straddle Cody’s waist and turn back, removing the condom and sliding it on to his impressive cock before tossing the wrapper beside us.
“Wait? What?” he asks.
“Well, I wanted to top,” I say with a wink. “I just never said how I wanted to top.”