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“Abhorrent, Star Bar. Abhorrent. Not what you just said,” Smith tells her.
“That’s what I said! You’re just mad I’m learning all your big words.” She picks up the burger on her plate, tearing a huge bite from it.
Having broken our laughing spell, the rest of the group begins to dive in. I use the distraction to grab one of the two empty seats left. I wind up next to Bailey with Corrin on my other side. The closeness of his body brings the arousal I thought I’d gained control of back with a vengeance.
“How has school been for you?” Bailey asks as I’m trying to force thoughts of much more deviant things from my mind.
I shake my head. “It’s going. Between it and work, I don’t have much free time.”
“That sucks. Hopefully, it gets better soon.”
“It should, but even if it doesn’t, it’s my last semester. After this, I have to fully adult, so I’m torn between rushing it and taking it slow,” I admit.
Bailey snorts. “Yeah, I know that feeling. Adulting is hard. I’m not a big fan.”
“Which is why you have me,” Uncle Kelvin teases from Bailey’s other side. “I’ll handle all that yucky adult stuff whenever it gets to be too much.”
I have never, nor will I ever, judge my uncle for his kinks, but in this moment, I can’t help but to be jealous. Not of him though. My jealousy stems from the fact that Bailey can simply call on him when overwhelmed. He doesn’t have to problem solve things alone. Their dynamic means it’s an effort from them both.
Then again, I don’t get as overwhelmed as easily as Bailey does. My biggest issue right now is the fact that I want to get naked and bend Corrin over this table to see how well he’d take my cock. A visual of him in that exact position tugs at my consciousness.
I turn away from Bailey since he and my uncle are now in their own bubble of happiness. The shift brings me face to face with the root of my issues.
Corrin tilts his head. “What’s wrong, baby?”
“Nothing,” I squeak.
“Somehow, I think that’s not true. You’re hiding something. I intend to find out what.”
I glance around the table to see who all might be listening. This isn’t something I need them all to hear. Not because I’m embarrassed, but because it would turn into a group discussion. I can say with my whole heart that a group chat about my sexual needs is not something I ever want to experience.
Everyone is involved in their own discussions, the noise around us growing each second. Tennyson is the only person who’s looking our way, and even his gaze is more teasing than anything. He can’t possibly hear us this far away if I keep quiet.
Leaning closer to him so I can whisper, I tell him the truth this time. “I’m having trouble containing the urges you unlocked on the plane.”
When I lean back, it’s to find a shit-eating grin on his face. There’s no doubting the smug expression is one of pride.
I shake my head. “That doesn’t help things, you know.”
“Not sure I want to help. I like you this way.”
“I’m not going to encourage this. Eat your food, and I’ll eat mine. No need to discuss this further.”
Facing forward, I shove bite after bite between my lips. I’m sure I look petulant to anyone paying attention. It’s hard to care at the moment. My cock is hard, my boyfriend is teasing me about it, and there is no relief in sight.
Corrin leans over until his head is on my shoulder. “Do you know what I love about this place?”
I hold still so as not to disturb his position while I wait for him to continue. Thankfully, he doesn’t leave it for long.
“I like that the bedrooms are soundproofed. It was listed as a perk on the rental site. Plus, ours is on the opposite side of the place from everyone else.”
My eyes turn up toward the monstrosity of a house Corrin rented for us while we’re here this week. I didn’t notice much about it when we arrived. That was mostly due to the post-orgasmic high I was feeling after he blew me on the plane.
Was it a blowjob though? Most of it was hands only. And his mouth only came in at the end.
I cut off my inner argument as I examine the length of the building. It is pretty spread out, so it’s entirely possible he’s telling the truth.
“Seriously?” I ask.
