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Maybe Manon too, when she got all bossy and demanded I show her my dick, which turned me to putty. Obviously not my dick, which went rock hard just from seeing her pink tongue brushing those beautiful rosebud lips.
Myafternoonspedalong.Time flew at the farm, which I preferred to watching the clock, as I often did when working as security.
In fact, I preferred the farm over every other job I’d done so far, including training. Sometimes I even helped with sowing or weeding and spreading compost. I enjoyed getting my hands dirty. Though employed in the office, I soon discovered each day offered something different.
After what had been a big day dealing with builders for the new market, I rode my bike back to the village to my apartment. Then Kylie appeared out of nowhere. Taking a quick diversion, I turned into a side street, and when I heard my name, my shoulders slumped.
I had to stop riding and acknowledge her, despite wishing I could summon my inner arsehole and tell her to fuck off. Being rude wasn’t my thing—unless someone pushed a few buttons one time too many. And Kylie was close to doing that.
“You’re not returning my messages,” she said.
“Kylie, look.” I took a breath. This was not me. I wasn’t the breaking-off type of guy.
Since when did a blow job constitute a relationship?
Manon was as serious as I’d ever gotten with a girl. And for me, at least, it felt serious, considering I’d just knocked back a ton of cash to keep seeing her. Before her, I just saw girls as fun, even though I hated the idea of hurting anyone. I’d even thought of staying away from sex for a while to avoid all the mess that followed.
With Manon, it was different, and it was more than just the hot sex. I enjoyed being around her. Despite her stirring trouble now and then, she fascinated me. The last time we’d been together, she’d spoken about the books she’d been reading. I could see she was trying to improve herself. I appreciated that in any person because I wanted that for me too.
Kylie stroked my arm. “Mm… you’re a little sweaty.” She ran her tongue over her plump lips.
“The hills are steep.” I brushed my hair away from my brow. “Look, Kylie. I don’t want this to continue. I’ve already told you that.”
“Mm… you have. But I’m sure you wouldn’t mind this.” She grabbed my cock, and I had to look around to make sure no one saw us.
I stepped away. “This is turning into fucking harassment. Leave me alone.”
“I don’t want to.” She made a sad face. “Do you want me to tell everyone that you touched me inappropriately while being my trainer?”
“That’s bullshit. Do your fucking worst.” I turned my back.
“Oh… you don’t know how fucking hot you make me when you’re angry.”
“Fuck off, Kylie.”
I jumped on my bike and pedalled off with force.
TheMarinerhadbecomemy favourite place. Being the only pub in town, I had little choice. As I entered, I found the Lovechilde clan milling around at the bar. Ethan was telling some joke about an Irish cocksucker to which Mirabel accused him of being racist.
“Okay, he’s an English cocksucker then.” He laughed.
“Punchline, please,” Savanah prompted.
“He got a mouth full of feathers.”
Ethan killed himself laughing while everyone else went, “Ha ha ha.”
“Hey, there you are.” Carson slapped me on the back. “Good to see you made it. We’ve been missing you at Reboot. Especially the girls.”
I rolled my eyes. “I thought this would give me a good excuse to get hammered.” I chuckled.
Carson already knew I wasn’t a heavy drinker, despite my being tanked up on the odd occasion, mainly around Billy, who was a bad influence and could drink anyone under the table. He had the liver of an Irishman, as my mother often claimed.
I joined Declan. “Happy birthday. I only just heard today. I was on a run up to the cliffs when I met your wife, and she invited me.”
He looked pleased. “Happy to see you here. And by the way, thanks for helping with the builders today. I was called away.”
Theadora, who was standing close, added, “To his shiny new toy.”
