His eyebrows drew together. “Maybe.”
The mood changed, but that was my fault. I needed to tone it down a notch. If things got too serious, Jay might run for the hills, and the option terrified me.
I rolled on top of him and bit his bottom lip.
“I’m working on a record. And since we got the best dick and the best hole in the metropolitan area, I think we have a fair chance.”
There was that playful smile I loved. “What’s your goal?”
“Three orgasms for me and seven for you in one evening. That’s a nice round total of ten.”
“Ten in one evening? Ambitious.”
I nodded, trying to look as serious as possible. “That’s why we need four hours.”
“I’ll see what I can do.”
Suppressing the urge to cover his smiling face with kisses, I pecked his nose and rolled off.
He got up and headed for the bathroom.
“Shower with me?” he called over his shoulder.
I was already scrambling after him.
“Whatever you want.”
If he only knew how much I meant that.
We did reach the record.Not that I’d been so focused on that. When Jay came to my place on Friday, we simply couldn’t keep our hands off each other. We fucked on the floor just a few steps away from the door, ate naked in bed, and fucked two more times before he had to go. Out of the nearly four hours we spent together, we must have been joined for more than two.
The clock ticked mercilessly, and I cradled him to me, trying to stay inside him as long as my exhausted dick remained half hard. It occurred to me that maybe all this fucking, as amazing as it was, worked against me.
I should talk to him more. What was he thinking right now? He was running his fingers along my forearm absentmindedly, eyes closed. I couldn’t ask him—that would be too intense. Fuck, this was so frustrating. It felt like I was getting to know him, but I wanted more than just banter between fucks.
Would he have dinner with me outside these four walls? I should take him out on a proper date. But what if he said no and things got weird?
I didn’t say anything. After a while, Jay lifted my arm and moved away.
“I’ll take a quick shower, okay?”
“Sure.”
The bathroom door clicked. In ten minutes, he’d be gone.
CHAPTER 5
Jay
Monty was already in the hallway, his gear packed in his backpack and a skateboard under his arm. He and Hugh were headed for the indoor facility since the skatepark was covered in ice.
“When are we going to meet him?” Hugh asked under his breath, crowding me in the doorway to the kitchen.
I backed a few steps deeper into the room so Monty wouldn’t overhear. “It’s been only a month.”
“You’ve been seeing this guy twice a week for six weeks.”
I cocked my head to the side. “Are you serious right now?”
