Page 83 of Not A Gentleman

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But then he was ripping his shirt off over his head, and I was face to chest with my name.

Or, more importantly, my nickname.

“Gentry,” I breathed, lifting my hand and running my fingers over the script.

Black ink curled around two names on his chest. Herb and Dean.

My breath hitched and I couldn’t stop myself from saying, “I like my name is on your chest.”

“Look at you reading and everything,” he growled as he kicked off his boots.

I heard more than saw them sail across the wall and hit the door with a muted thump.

His socks and jeans were next.

That’s when I realized that Gentry wasn’t wearing any underwear.

My mouth went dry as his cock sprang free of the denim confines.

Angry and raw, his cock was a pulsing mass of thickness, veins, muscle and…

“Oh my god.” My mouth fell open. “You have a penis piercing!”

He snorted. “I do.”

“Did you get that in prison?” I found myself asking.

“No,” he choked. “I got it before prison. Even before I was a Ranger. When I was a stupid eighteen-year-old kid trying to impress a girl, I did it without thinking. It was awful. Instead of impressing her, it scared her. Then I ended up not having sex for two and a half years after.”

“Did you get to keep it in boot camp?”

“They generally don’t go looking for dick piercings,” he said, fisting his cock and bringing my attention once again to that barbell through the head of his cock. “And before you ask, I didn’t get to have it in prison. I just recently got to put one back in.”

“Why not leave it out?”

He shrugged as he fisted his cock, giving it a solid tug before dropping it.

His shaft, fully engorged, drooped.

It was so heavy that it couldn’t stick out straight.

Sweet Mary mother-of-pearl.

His balls were two heavy, dangling bits beneath his cock, so thick and full and…

“You’re staring at my cock like it’s from another planet,” he mused.

I was.

Because it was.

At least, it was nothing that I’d ever seen before.

“I’m just thinking that you have a large penis, and then a barbell through your large penis head, and I was nervous before, but now I’m really nervous. And maybe we shouldn’t be doing this anyway…”

He shut me up by slamming his mouth down on my own.

His skin was hot and smooth.