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I can practically hear her gagging and moaning as she writhed beneath me, eyes filled with tears. The soft vibration of my phone pulls my thoughts back to the present.
Veronica:
Hey babe, you busy tonight?
Me:
Yeah, I got a work thing. I’m free on Thursday though.
Veronica:
*sad face emoji* Ugh, you’re always working when I’m horny. *cat emoji* will be waiting for you on Thursday
I smirk down at my phone. The only thing better than a good fuck is satisfying my bloodlust. And I’ve let it go too long as is.
Me:
You’re always horny for my cock. Just play with that pretty pussy of yours until then. I’ll text you when I’m heading over.
Veronica:
Yes sir *wink emoji*
I slide my phone back into my pocket and look back toward Jesse. He’s absentmindedly fiddling with the label on his beer bottle. “What’s up?”
This time it’s his turn to shrug. “I dunno, man. I just wish I could get out of my head enough to do some of the shit you do. I’m just too worried about hurting her, ya know?” I nod, even though, no - I don’t know. I really don’t give a fuck if the girl gets hurt. In fact, it turns me on even more, if I’m being honest. But I have to be careful with that shit. One bad move and suddenly I’m being dragged before a judge and put on some list. “I just know that Rik would like it. She’s told me as much and I can tell she’s starting to lose her patience with me. But, if it went too far, I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself.” He looks up then, his eyes pleading with me, looking for answers. Needing validation.
I reach over and throw my arm around his shoulders. “Well, Jesse, if your girl wants it rough, you gotta give it to her rough. You guys have been together long enough you feel comfortable having the conversation, yeah?” One eyebrow quirks as I stare at him. He nods but doesn’t say anything else. With a soft sigh, I continue, “How about this, I’ll send you a list of all the resources I know of and you can look and see what interests you. There’s also all kinds of sites that help to ensure you know what you’re doing before you jump in. The most important thing to remember is to have a safe word and make sure you both use it and listen immediately if it’s said.” He nods again, some of the darkness clouding his eyes lifting.
One thing I’ve learned over the years of friendship with Jesse is that the man needs a push. He can get stuck and spiral in circles over thewhat ifsfor all of his life until someone comes along and forces him to jump into action. That’s why we work so well, I enjoy pushing others and he gets to actually live. I ruffle the mop on his head he calls hair and push myself up. “Well, I gotta head out, but I’ll try to get all that stuff over as soon as I can.”
“Thanks Mick. Seriously, I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“Have a shitty ass sex life?” I chuckle. He tries to throw a punch my way but I dance out the way, my chuckle breaking into full blown laughter. “Hey, don’t shoot the messenger. Before we met each other, you were as vanilla as they come dude.” He opens his mouth and then closes it again, wanting to deny it but he can’t. Can’t deny the truth.
“Shut up asshole.” He mutters instead, rolling his eyes. “Get the fuck outta here before I have to pummel that arrogance out of your ass.”
“Oh you wish you could get this ass.” I wink at him before turning and heading out the door, his laughter following me out.
Chapter 2
Paige
When will this day be over? Ugh!
Glancing up, I see the nasty old woman making her way toward me again.
Sure, it’s my job to be nice to people, but can’t I have just likeonefreebie for the really terrible customers? Because I would use that to tell this horrid woman where she can put her attitude.
“This is not what I ordered. How hard is it to get a simple drink right?” The woman sneers. “A latte, with skim milk, one-and-a-half pumps of sugar-free hazelnut, with extra foam. Simple.” She shoves her drink at me and I have to forcibly bite the inside of my cheek to keep from slapping it out of my face.
“I’m sorry you’re not happy with your drink. I can remake it for you?” That’s not what she ordered, and she knows it. This bitch just wants to have an excuse for a free drink and, honestly, I’m past the point of caring. What difference does it make to me if my job loses out on a few bucks? Better than having assault charges on me for giving in and teaching her some fucking manners.
Scoffing, she starts to shake her head. “Why would I want someone so incompetent to make my drink again?”
Oh, I don’t know, so you actually get something to drink?
I bite down harder on my cheek.
