Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 50535 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 168(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50535 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 168(@300wpm)
“You won’t hurt me, not unless you bend it too far in the wrong direction. You don’t have to be gentle.
I give it a squeeze on my next go, and he makes a sound that lets me know he likes it. I start to pump it faster, applying pressure. The bead of moisture on the head of his cock grows larger.
I’m focused on my task, but when I pull my eyes away to glance at Logan’s face, his eyes are heavy lidded and his lips are parted. I continue working his cock, letting my hand slide up further, over the rim of the head, and he moans. Taking a cue from that, I repeat the action, squeezing a bit more, working him a little faster.
“Oh god, B.”
Now his eyes are shut and his muscles are tight in apparent exertion. I’d almost think he was in pain, but other signs tell me it’s the opposite. His whole body seems to seize for a moment, and then he moans as his cock erupts, spurting out several warm, milky strings of cum.
I keep hold of his cock through it all, fascinated and turned on in equal measure as I witness his orgasm. He seems dazed afterward, not quite there completely as his cock grows smaller in my sticky palm.
When he finally moves, he pulls his shirt over his head. “I have another in the car,” he explains, as he uses it to first clean my hands and then wipe his cock and other spots that were hit.
“Did it feel good?” I ask, wondering how I did for my first time.
He replies with only a kiss, one that enthusiastically answers my question in the affirmative.
“Maybe next time,” I say when he pulls away, “I could try with my mouth.”
“My god, B, you could be the death of me.”
17
Holding out hope
That night at home, I lie in bed again staring at the ceiling, this time not out of sexual frustration, but confusion. I thought that fake-dating all four Evans brothers would be strange and awkward, but it hasn’t been that at all. The dates have been fun – in an exciting variety of ways – and maybe they’ve seemed too real, because I’m catching feelings for the men.
I’ve loved them like brothers, but I’m afraid my heart is starting to think of them differently.
I’d already felt that way about Cade, but what does it mean that I might now feel that way about all four of them? Maybe my emotions for Cade were never real, if I could so easily get similar feelings for his brothers. Am I confusing sexual desire with love?
From the beginning, I was concerned that going on dates with them could somehow harm our friendships, and now I understand how it very well might. If I’m starting to feel more for them, how will I be able to go back to just being their friend?
“How was work today?” I ask Olivia after she gets settled in the car. She’s coming with me to look at an apartment.
“Work was good, but I have bad news.”
I was about to start out, but I pause. “Oh, what’s wrong?”
“That new guy at the office next door? He has a girlfriend.” Olivia pouts, while I have to take a moment to remember who she’s referring to.
“Oh. Oh well.” Honestly, I’d forgotten all about him.
“Joyce was pretty disappointed too, though it hasn’t stopped her from ogling him through the window. She actually makes a point of watching for him everyday around his lunchtime.”
“Oh my gosh.” I shake my head as I pull out of her drive.
“How’s your online store doing?” Olivia asks.
“Good. Pretty good. Three more orders today. I’d like it to be doing better, but my parents seem excited about the sales so far.”
“You’re just getting started. I’ll post about it this weekend. I’ve been building my following to increase my chances of being selected for For Keeps, so I should be able to help you get some good exposure.”
“That’ll be great. Thank you.” I give her a smile. I’ve been so preoccupied with the online store and my dates with the Evans brothers that I nearly forgot about Olivia’s application for the dating show. I hope she’s not pinning much hope on it, though. I’m sure it’s quite a long shot for her to get selected. They must get thousands of applications.
“I’m proud of you, B. Starting the store and now looking for your own place. It’s exciting!”
“Thanks.” It is exciting, but also a little scary. What if the store doesn’t do well? What if I’m not really ready to be on my own?
The apartment complex is called Sandy Shores, though it’s actually three blocks from the beach. I have an appointment to meet with the property manager, Vera, and she takes us around to look at the available units.