Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 132031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
The pizza box on the stove was empty. Maybe he’d grabbed the last slice… He couldn’t remember.
The cabinet he used as a pantry held all his attention. He opened the two cabinet doors, stepped back, and looked at his selection. He should really have a wider variety of food to choose from.
A can of tomatoes, a can of corn, and a half-eaten jar of peanut butter did their best to entice him.
He reached for the refrigerator door, tugging it open. He caught a whiff of something. Probably from the girls’ cereal bowls still sitting on a shelf. He really needed to get better about cleaning up. Dev spotted a loaf of bread that looked pretty new and a jar of grape jelly. He grabbed both of those, absently placing them on the counter. The girls had wanted PB and J and chips. Wait. He had a box of individually packaged chips in the laundry room. He pivoted that direction, using his fingers to comb through the longer strands of his hair, coaxing them off his face and into some sort of order.
Maybe he could entice the pretty boy to stay a few more hours. He could nap, fuck his neighbor, then get a bit more shuteye. Cash could then fuck him into oblivion with some hot good morning sex.
Eat first. Great plan. Damn he was talented at building a great plan of action.
He’d let the pretty boy snack on his ass again. Cash seemed to really like being down there. Dev had watched between his legs as Cash tightly squeezed his leaking cock during his last rim job. He’d bet, with the right amount of encouragement, Cash would come while eating Dev’s ass. What a seriously giving partner. Dev’s cock plumped just thinking about Cash getting off while licking at his ass.
Better yet, his big ole neighbor had handled him as if he were nothing more than a rag doll. He looked forward to being tossed around by him every day.
Cash quieted his mind better than any drug he’d ever done. Even right now, his head was still silent for the most part.
Content to just be in the moment.
Good, deep sleep looked possible.
Exactly what he needed after such a shitstorm of a day.
He kicked the towel aside, opened the French doors, and reached for the box of chips sitting on the dryer.
Dirty clothes littered the laundry room making him quickly shut the door. He was a pig, living in a pigsty. Cash didn’t seem like that kind of guy. If he wanted to convince the man to stay the night, he’d have to do better at hiding his dirty side.
At least the one that left a mess behind.
He chuckled at his joke.
A wicked grin spread while thinking over all the filthy as fuck things he wanted from the strong guy in the other room. His body vibrated at the possibilities when the sounds coming from the bedroom said Cash was heading his way.
“This bedroom’s a weird mix of things,” Cash called out.
“Mae’s a princess in everything she does. Abi is more goth. She’s too much like me. She loves Halloween. They share that room when they’re here,” Dev answered, dropping the box of chips on the counter. He reached for a spoon from the dishwasher, quickly running it under the spray of water from the sink’s faucet just in case it wasn’t clean and began to build a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
“They have this room, and you took the spare?” Cash asked, stepping inside the kitchen. Dev gave him the side eye, taking in the tight-fitting joggers on his otherwise naked body. “I picked up the bathroom.”
“You know, I don’t normally like clothes on my bed partners, but those joggers leave little to the imagination.”
Cash glanced down the length of his body as if that were the first time he’d ever heard such a thing. Impossible based on what greeted Dev down south.
“I don’t think so,” Cash said, his palm skimming down one side.
“I bet you pair it with one of those size too small T-shirts. You should charge for the show you put on. It’s like the openin’ scene of every porn I’ve ever watched.”
Cash jerked his head up, looking as if Dev were the strangest guy on the planet. Then he shook his head, almost as if he found no merit in his words. Better. That meant he’d get to see more of the outline of the big cock. It looked good hard, flaccid, and all the ways in between.
“You don’t like clothes, I take it.” The pointed stare made Dev take a step back and wiggle his hips, sending his cock bouncing around.
“Do you want me in clothes? I can’t seem to remove them in any sort of sexy or timely fashion…”
“That’s a good point, but we have a problem,” Cash said and came within inches of Dev, leaning his hip against the counter next to him.