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I wasn’t playing around when I told him I couldn’t handle him being with another man. A woman? Thatmightexcite me. If I get to watch. A man? No way in fucking hell. I’m the only man he needs. I’m the only man who can handle him. He can play with a woman. Feel her wet little pussy, squeeze her tits. It’s fun. But to think he’s manhandling another guy? Stroking his dick and fucking his mouth? I don’t fucking think so.
When Mr. Tucked In Shirt leaves. I follow.
Ezra
ChapterSixteen
Another Saturday night just means settling in with a book and a strong drink. I don’t make plans for weekends. I try to avoid them if I can. So when my phone buzzes with a text just as I take my first sip and crack open said book, I find myself annoyed.
Will:Hey! Don’t kill me, but do you have plans for tonight? I know you mentioned hating last minute plans, but well, this wasn’t planned.
I sighand take a full minute before deciding to respond. She’s right. I hate plans in general, but especially last minute plans. It doesn’t give me enough time to prepare for whatever I’m about to endure. Before I can reply, another message pops up.
Will:Jason said you have to come out. He said he has to tell you something. He’s begging. Lol.
Will:You can say no, but we’d like to have you join us. We’re at The Hideout.
I wait another couple minutes,contemplating what I want to do.
Me:Sure! Sounds like fun. See you later.
It won’t be fun,but maybe something will finally happen tonight. I went a long time without having sex, and now that I’ve just fucked Kaspian last week, I’m already a fiend. It’s like the first sip of alcohol after having been sober. Now you want to binge.
It doesn’t take me long to get ready. I was already showered, so I only need to put on some different clothes, a spray of cologne, and then I’m out the door.
The time on my dash reads seven past ten and I can’t help but wonder what the hell Kaspian is up to. I know it drives him crazy that I don’t text him, but I like him crazy, and he likes to work for it. We’re both getting what we want, even if he hasn’t figured that out yet.
If we fell into traditional dating roles where we text each other every day, hang out all the time and go out for dinner, I’d likely kill him and then myself. I don’t want that. He doesn’t either. He has the need to obsess and hunt. I keep him guessing and yearning. If I fell to my knees for him so easily, he’d hate it. Kaspian needs me exactly the way I am.
* * *
An hourinto being at The Hideout and Jason’s already told me about how he ran into Samantha and they ended up having lunch together. As friends. But he swears it was a step in the right direction, telling me about his subtle flirting and how she blushed and seemed into it. He plans on anonymously sending her a screenshot of the messages he has between her boyfriend, BJ, and some other girl he’s been talking to. I didn’t bother to ask how he acquired these messages, because I don’t care, but I root for him anyway.
Some guy approaches Willow, obviously into her, but she dismisses him with kindness. Her friend, Cora, is aghast.
“Why didn’t you jump on that?” she screeches. “Did you see those cheekbones? The size of his hands? My god.”
Willow smiles and shakes her head. “Just keeping my options open.” Her eyes fall on me for a few seconds and I get the message loud and clear.
Jason winks at me again, nodding his head as if to give me permission.
Don’t get me wrong, Willow’s hot, but fucking her would require a lot of control on my end. She seems like the type that wants it slow and soft. Romantic. She’s not gonna let me fuck her hard from behind while I yank on her hair. She’d never allow me to come on her face or tits. I like sex rough and dirty, but I suppose I could make it work if I needed to. I haven’t felt the inside of a woman in a while.
Problem is…Kaspian. I remember what it was like to be with him, and that’s what I crave. He feeds my animalistic nature.
We’re not together, though.
Thirty minutes later, Willow decides we should all do body shots. Considering there’s only four of us, she’s quick to pair us together while Jason and Cora team up.
“Where do you want to lick me?” she whispers in a husky tone, surprising me.
I raise a brow as I take the shot of tequila she hands me. “Where would I get the most flavor?”
She flushes, a slight shiver running down her spine. She clears her throat. “Well, if only we weren’t in public, I might be able to show you.”
Willow stands before me as I stay seated on the edge of the booth. Jason and Cora have already taken their shots and scurried off to the dance floor, leaving us alone.
“Show me anyway.”
