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Yeah, that didn’t work out too well.

And listen, baking bread fucking sucks. It’s so damn hard. My forearms hurt and so do my knuckles. Kneading the dough only makes me think of Alec kneading my ass cheeks while he licked my hole.

Baking bread is a terrible hobby.

I have major regrets right now.

“I can’t do this,” I say, feeling like I’m going crazy. I can’t believe I’ve taken something as unsexy as bread and made it erotic.

I need to have my head checked.

“Yeah, you can. I believe in you,” Jai says, wiping his hands on his apron and grabbing on to mine. He holds them tightly and squeezes. “You just need to practice. You have no idea how many loaves I’ve ruined because I didn’t know what I was doing.”

I stare at him, not really believing him because Jai seems like the kind of guy who can do anything perfectly.

“I’m serious, Jude. Now watch how I do it.”

And I do. I watch intently as he massages that dough over and over and it’s making my dick hard. Not Jai, just the idea of hands massaging an ass.

Alec’s hands massagingmyass.

I clear my throat as I adjust myself in my pants. I have no idea why Alec is the one getting me all hot and bothered when I’ve had many hobby dicks. But there’s just something about him, something that’s made me cling on and not want to let go.

I tug on my dick once more and just as I do, Jai peeks over at me and his cheeks flame.

“Oh.”

He swallows and then his hands move away from the lump of dough. He stares down at my dick and then rolls his lips between his teeth.

“It’s not…” I sigh and attempt to explain that this has nothing to do with him or bread, but before I can, Jai’s lips are on mine. It’s so fucking unexpected that I just blink and blink, taking in the feel of his soft mouth before suddenly wrenching my head away.

He looks bashful, but hope sparkles in those dark eyes.

“What the hell, Jai?” I whisper. “I don’t kiss guys. You know that. What made you do that?”

He glances away from me and then shakes his head. “I know you don’t do that. I just…you’re hard.”

I stare down at my dick and scowl. Fucking offender. “Yeah, because I…I just am. It’s just some weird physiological reaction and it has nothing to do with you. Fuck.”

His lips tremble, and he closes his eyes. “Oh. Shit. I’m sorry. I just assumed…”

He sounds so torn up about it that I instantly feel bad. I shouldn’t have said that to him. I’ve hurt his feelings. “Don’t. Don’t feel bad. It’s fine. I mean, if I did kiss guys, I’d kiss you… Fuck, Jai. Can we just forget that happened?”

Now I kind of want to suck his dick to make him feel better. Right now he looks like he’s gonna cry. And I hate it.

“Yeah, that sounds good. I don’t know what I was thinking. I think I was getting high off the yeast fumes.”

I don’t even know if that’s a thing, but I let it linger between us as the most plausible of excuses.

“Yeah, totally,” I say, running the back of my hand across my mouth.

Jai’s gaze seems to shutter as he turns back to the dough and starts to knead it. I can see his wet eyes from where I stand and feel like utter and complete shit. Does he have feelings for me? No, certainly not. Right? Oh fuck. What is going on?

Now I just want to go home and crawl under the covers and pretend today never happened.

Fucking Alec, making my life a goddamn mess. Why couldn’t he just let me suck his dick without eating my ass? Why did he want to do that?

Fuck. Him.

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