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He blows out a long breath, his fingers tapping a nervous rhythm on the steering wheel.
“Well, feel free to shower me with compliments any day of the week. I love hearing what you think of me.”
“Okay. I can do that,” I say softly, and Lex reaches out and threads his fingers with mine.
“Would you like to know what I think of you?”
I nod, feeling my entire arm tingle from his touch.
“Well, I think you’re hot as fuck. All that red hair and those freckles…”
I shift in my seat, my dick hardening just from the sound of his voice.
“And your physique. I just want to touch you everywhere. How is an accountant this hot? I don’t know, William. I just don’t fucking know. When we get home, I would very much like to fuck you.”
Oh god, yes.
I press my palm against my hard dick, willing it to go down. I don’t want to meet his best friend for the second time with this damn thing poking out from my pants. It was bad enough that I was naked the first time.
“Would you let me fuck you?” he asks and my head flops back against the headrest. Because yes,yesI would. I’d let him do whatever he wanted to me. Doesn’t he know that already?
“You can do whatever you want to me,” I nearly moan and then bring our entwined hands up to my mouth and lick at his fingers. Like an animal.
I am just so fucking horny all the time.
When I bring my grandma to the doctor, I am going to have a quick, private chat with him to see what’s wrong with me.
Because there is definitely something wrong with my dick.
Lex groans, suddenly jerking the steering wheel and pulling us off onto the side of the road. Gravel crunches beneath the tires as he slams the car into park. Then he’s nearly crawling over the console, his lips finding mine, fucking his tongue into my mouth.
When we finally pull apart, what feels like hours later, we’re both a mess. Rumpled clothes, mussed hair, swollen lips.
Swollen cocks.
“William,” he says, panting slightly. “What the hell are we supposed to do with these?”
He waves to his crotch and then mine.
“You started it…by existing,” I mutter, and Lex barks out a laugh.
“I would cancel dinner, but I can guarantee Emery would not let me live it down. I’d hear about it for weeks.” He pauses. “No. I’d hear about it for years. It would be the ultimate betrayal.”
He flops back down into his seat and sighs heavily.
“We have about five minutes to get our dicks under control, William. Do you think we can do that?”
I glance down at it, feeling a little helpless because I don’t know if I can do it. It seems impossible. It’s always hard now.
But by the time we’re pulling up to the small one-story house in a quiet suburb, I’m so nervous my dick can’t be bothered to perk up.
It’s hiding in my pants.
Chicken.
I step out of the car and follow Lex up to the front door, trying my best to act normal, but failing. I don’t people well. I spend too much time with numbers.
Numbers make sense. People do not.
