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I bet you’ll make the hottest little whimpers when you slide it in and turn it on. Turns *me* on just thinking about it.
Butch wasn’t going to reply. It would only encourage him. He placed his phone face down on the table. A minute later, it buzzed, and he peered at it cautiously.
In case I didn’t tell you the other day… Your hole is goddamn perfect.
Butch wiped his brow with his napkin, and Zeeb gave him an inquiring glance.
“You feelin’ okay?”
Butch forced a smile. “It’s hot in here, that’s all.”
Buzz.
Fuck, now what?He turned his phone over.
Can’t wait till it’s my fingers inside you.
Walt chuckled. “Someone’s popular tonight.” He winked at the others. “Maybe Matt isn’t the only one who’s getting—”
Teague coughed loudly and inclined his head toward the four guests seated with them. Walt clammed up pretty damn fast.
Yeah, it was official. The next time Butch saw Sol Davenport, he was a dead man.
Buzz.
Butch fired a look of pure trepidation at the screen.
You know what else would feel good in there? My tongue.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Butch was torn betweenReally? andOh my God I wanna know how that feels.
Buzz.
You look amazing when you cum.
He couldn’t take a second more. His dick was like a rock in his jeans. He typed quickly, not glancing at the faces around the table.
Will you stop this? I’m having supper, everyone is here, and you’re turning me on.
Sol’s reply was swift.Are you hard?
Nope. Nope. Not going there.
Answer me. Are you hard?
Butch groaned internally.Yes.
Touch it.
He gaped at the screen.Is he out of his fucking mind?
“You sure you’re okay?” Zeeb frowned. “Because I have to tell ya, you’re acting mighty strange tonight.”
“I’m fine. Something has… come up, that’s all.” And he was willing it to go down again before he had to stand.
No, he texted back.
