have
the opposite effect and scare me away. Even when he was asking
me to move in with him after a week, he did so with a pretense
of the anger and frustration of not getting something he wanted.
But when he told me he thought he loved me, I felt like I’d caught
a glimpse at something deeper.
I pulled away, staring into his bright blue eyes, praying it
was all real, that everything could stay as it was now and that
I wouldn’t wind up breaking his heart at some point down the
road. I winked at him. “You were still thinking you’d be getting
some while you here.”
Wade smiled, and appeared to be somewhat relieved. “I am
only a guy at the end of the day.”
“Guys are good.” I smiled as I lay down on top of him.
“Particularly the one currently underneath me.”
Wade spread his legs so we could fit together a little better and
wrapped his arms around my waist. “I’m kinda partial to the one
on top of me too.”
I snarled up at him. “That asshole? He’s a fucking prick, dude.
You have really shitty taste in men.”
Wade smacked me on the ass, causing me to raise my eyebrows
at him and grin.
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“Jesus, I’m beginning to think you’re trying to kill me.”
I gave him an evil look and raised my hand up, shoving two
crooked fingers in his face. In my creepy Gollum voice, I said,
“You want to fuck me up the butt.”
Wade laughed and poked me in the side, causing me to break
character for a moment as I twitched. When I opened my mouth
to continue he poked me in the other side, causing my body to
contort. I tried once again and Wade dug all his fingers into my
side and started tickling me. I twisted and turned as I tried to
escape but he was too fast. I finally managed to roll off of him
but he wrestled me onto my back, sitting on top of me while I
begged for him to please stop.
My eyes were watering a little when he finally did. He was
staring at something at the head of the bed and smiling like a
goofy ass kid. I felt my face flush when I wriggled around so I
could see what he was looking at.
“That’s my shirt.” He looked down at me in an accusatory
manner.
I laughed nervously, wondering what the punishment for ho-
induced larceny would be. I held up my crooked fingers in his
face. “You see nothing.”
Wade raised an eyebrow, poking me in the side. “I have a
much better idea where you can stick those fingers.”
I gasped, as if he’d truly shocked me. “Dirty, dirty!”
Wade grabbed my hand and started sucking on two of my
fingers, slowly licking and lubing them up. He grinned, nearly
stopping my heart he was so fucking sexy. He lowered my hand
between his legs, using his own finger to press mine into his
opening. He shut his eyes as the silky heat enveloped my fingers.
As I began to ease my fingers in and out I smiled, watching
his dick slowly begin to swell. “So damn dirty.”
ChaPteR fouR
I stood impatiently at the caffeine kiosk run by the Service
League, doing a rotten job at hiding my impatience as Stella shot
me a look that unmistakably said, Don’t make me carry my black ass
over there and knock you on your gay one.
I guessed Stella to be in her mid to late sixties, her full head of
grey hair was combed off her forehead and clipped in the back
as usual—her make-up simple and understated. We had a long
running shtick that consisted mainly of her casting judgment
over me for the amount of coffee I drank. I wasn’t sure what it
was about her particularly, but I seemed to get off on the abuse.
Perhaps it was merely the fact that it came with the caffeine I
craved, that had me addicted.
I fired my own gaze back at her, my best attempt at innocence
while quickly placing my hand on my leg to remind me to stop
tapping my foot. “I’m sorry!” I finally added when she refused
relent. “It’s way past three o’clock, I need my fix, Stella.”
She shook her head and went back to preparing my triple
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