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“Welcome to my awesome abode,” he says and my eyes dart around the space.
It’s cleaner than I thought it would be. One entire wall is black with bright, colorful tattoo-like paintings adorning it. A large red faux-leather couch sits on the opposite side of the room facing a huge flatscreen. The kitchen is newly remodeled with dark granite counters and a trendy subway-tile backsplash and when I look straight ahead, a small hallway leads to what I assume is the bedroom and bathroom.
“Can I take your coat?” Lex asks as he locks the door behind him.
I shake my head, not wanting to give him any ideas, and if he sees the size of my boner, he will definitely get ideas.
Lex cocks his head and then reaches out and gently moves the suit jacket away.
“Whatcha hiding in there, Willy?” he asks, but he knows already. How can he not see it?
Goddammit, I curse my red hair and pale complexion for giving my embarrassment away. There’s no hiding how I feel. My skin displays it openly for all to see.
“You’re horny for me, aren’t you?” he says, his hand creeping a little closer to my straining dick.
I unintentionally arch my hips toward him. My dick wants what it wants. But Lex evilly snatches his hand back and his eyes twinkle as he watches me.
“Oh, not yet. We’ll get to that.”
“We won’t,” I manage to say, even though I’m already panting for it. “I only came here to talk.”
Lex raises an eyebrow. “Is that so? It seems your penis disagrees.”
I shift on my feet again and Lex reaches out, straightening my collar. Just the feel of his hand on me makes my heart rate skyrocket. I shouldn’t let him do that. It’s dangerous. I obviously have some sort of heart condition.
“Now you said you wanted to talk, so go ahead. Get it all out so we can move on to the fun stuff.”
I clear my throat, my mind scrambling to remember why I’m here.
Why the fuck am I here?
Think, dammit.
“You stole my phone,” I blurt.
“Old news, William. And yes, I did. I was protecting Brenda. It’s nothing personal.”
“It was personal to me.”
Lex’s fingers move up to the skin of my neck and my entire body lights up. My blood is lava. My phone is forgotten. I could give two shits about it. Who the fuck needs a phone anyways? Not me.
Keep touching me, Lex.
“William, are you done bemoaningall of the thingsthat have happened in your poor life? Can we just move past all of this pretending? I know why you’re here. You know why you’re here. Everyone knows.”
I swallow because he’s right. I’m a fucking joke. Who the hell am I kidding? My shoulders slump a little, the last bit of fight leaving me. Okay, dick, you win.
“Thank Zeus. I couldn’t stand another minute of your nagging. So, how about we start tonight’s lesson with kissing,” he says, his voice lined with a hint of excitement. “I’m going to give you some pointers and then we’re going to practice for as long as you need until you get it just right. No one flunks my class.”
I wet my lips nervously and he bites down on his, eyeing me like a shark circling a wounded seal. I am so screwed.
“Go sit on the couch and I’ll be right over.”
He walks into the kitchen, and I watch his ass as he goes. It’s impossible not to, he’s wearing the tightest black jeans I’ve ever seen and I can’t tear my eyes away. I want to do things to his ass. I’ve never felt the urge to touch an ass before, but fuck I want his. I want to touch it, lick it, bite it, and push my dick inside of it.
Lex reaches up above the sink and opens a cabinet, and I just stare at his toned, tattooed back, as he pulls down a bottle of whiskey.
“Want some?” he asks, shaking the amber liquid in my direction.
