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“You want me to go?” she asks.
“Fuck yes,” I tell her. “I love it when you’re there, and besides last month, I haven’t seen you there in a while.”
She nibbles down on that lush bottom lip, making me want to suck on it. And I will; I just need her answer first.
“Okay, I’ll go,” she whispers, giving me a warm smile.
“Will you go with me? It doesn’t take too long to set up and tear down. But I’ll understand if you don’t want to be there that long. It can be a long night,” I say, pulling her against my body and wrapping my arms around her waist.
“Sure.”
Hell yes. I’ve got big plans for my girl Friday night. Big plans that involve good music and hopefully very little clothes. I wouldn’t sleep with her last night because it was our first date, but all bets are off on Friday. If the offer is there, I’m taking it.
And taking her.
As I bid her good night, I can’t help but smile as images start to parade through my mind. One with her and me and nothing but the sheets. I wonder if I’m being too presumptuous with how I picture the night ending, but then I recall the fire in her eyes and the bite of her nails as she held me close, grinding that sweet body against mine. She wants me just as bad as I want her. I feel it.
Oh, yes. It’s happening Friday night.
* * *
My computer lights up, the app taunting me with a new notification. I’ve been home only long enough to jump in the shower and rinse off before firing up the laptop and grabbing a beer. I shed the towel, not a stranger to walking around naked. I just learned the hard way to make sure the front door is locked when I do. Dexter and Andy walked in on me one night, and even though it didn’t bother me as much, they say that some things are better left unseen.
Apparently, neither of them has ever seen a dick piercing.
After the initial shock wore off, we played a riveting game of twenty questions, all focused on my cock. It was…educational. In fact, I’m pretty sure by the end of it Dexter was heading to get his done. No, I don’t know for sure since I don’t make a habit of questioning my friends about their genitals.
Sitting down on the couch with my beer and laptop, I pull up the dating site. I decline all of the other messages and connection requests and click on the one message I’m expecting. We’ve talked a lot over the last couple of weeks via this stupid site. No, she still doesn’t know it’s me, but I promise to tell her soon.
Bringing up the message, I instantly smile.
AngelEyes: I think I have a second date lined up already.
SimpleMan: Yeah? That’s great news. I think I’m in the same boat.
The bubbles appear, so I sit back and wait for her reply. I can picture her now, in her office, sitting at her desk and nervously biting on that luscious lower lip of hers until it’s bright pink and plump. That’s the exact spot I want to suck into my mouth until she’s moaning my name.
AngelEyes: Is it weird that we’re on a dating site and talking about dating other people?
SimpleMan: No way. We’re both here because we want to find our someone, right? Well, part of that is meeting new friends and giving them encouragement.
AngelEyes: I guess you’re right. Tell me about your date?
Well, shit. It’s not like I can tell her where I went on my “date.” That’ll blow my cover, and quite possibly my friendship.
SimpleMan: Dinner and then we hung out.
True. Vague. That’ll work.
AngelEyes: Nice.
SimpleMan: What about yours?
AngelEyes: Dinner and he took me to my favorite place in the whole world.
SimpleMan: Paris?
AngelEyes: No *smiley* He took me to the bookstore.
