Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 88656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
“How do you know he’s not down for it? Did you ask him?”
“Don’t have to.” Kage swallowed. “He’s got a girlfriend.”
“Ex-girlfriend,” I corrected, my voice shocking even to myself. I hadn’t known I was going to speak. Was I actually taking part in the conversation? Hell, I didn’t even know what they were talking about, did I?
“See?” Vanessa said, swiping at her tears. “Ex-girlfriend. I know a single guy when I see one.”
Kage didn’t respond.
“Tell you what,” she slurred. “I’m gonna get up and party by myself. You boys just stay here and sulk, or whatever. Could you give me some better music, Mikey? How am I supposed to dance to this crap?”
Kage sat up and grabbed a remote off his bedside table. He pressed some buttons, and then a pop song I’d never heard started playing through the central stereo system.
Why is it that everything sounds good when you’re high?
“Here we go,” Kage groaned. “Nessy dances when she’s drunk. Just ignore her and she’ll pass out soon.”
I sat up and watched in undisguised fascination as she danced by herself in the middle of Kage’s bedroom, twisting and smiling and occasionally shaking her trim hips. After a moment, she beckoned me with the crook of a finger. “Don’t worry, I won’t bite,” she said when I hesitated. “I just don’t wanna dance by myself.”
It had been a while since I’d danced, but the kind of moves she was doing didn’t require much technical know-how. She wrapped her arms around my neck and spun me with her. I looked back at Kage, rolling my eyes in an attempt to seem innocent of all blame in the situation. It was a little embarrassing dancing with him in the room.
Watching us. Why does that turn me on so much?
The fact that he was watching made my already-burgeoning erection stiffen up even more. I could feel the blood rushing to my dick as his eyes tracked our movements across the floor. I kept stealing glances at him, making sure he was still watching.
After a moment, Kage spoke up. “Don’t think you’re gonna seduce my intern, Vanessa.”
She laughed. “If you won’t, I will. Somebody’s got to do it. Can’t have the poor boy going around Vegas with this neon Virgin sign on his forehead.”
“I am not a virgin,” I grated, so appalled by the idea that they would think I was a virgin that I glossed right over the part where she said if you won’t.
“Relax.” She placed one of her small hands on my chest. “I’m just fucking with Kage. I don’t really think you’re a virgin, and I’m not seducing you, either. Contrary to popular belief, I’m not easy. Mikey, on the other hand, is very easy tonight. Isn’t that right, Mikey?”
“Vanessa…” Kage growled menacingly. I turned to look at him and nearly choked at the sight of the monster erection tenting his boxers. My eyes locked in on it. It was the first time I’d purposely looked at another guy’s hard dick like that, and the imposing outline of flesh behind the thin veil of diamond-patterned fabric made the bottom drop out of my stomach.
Was he turned on by watching us together?
I felt my eyes widen, and I looked back up at Kage’s face, searching for the answer.
He rolled over on the bed and climbed under the covers. A not-so-subtle move to hide his arousal. “Vanessa is sleeping over tonight, Jamie. You’re welcome to stay, too. If you want.”
“Um, yeah, sure,” I said, trying not to sound too excited at being invited to the slumber party. “Where should I sleep?”
Instead of pointing me toward a guest room or the couch, he lifted his own covers, opening up a cozy-looking spot right next to him. All I could think of was being that close to Kage’s enormous erection. Would it accidentally touch me? Had it abated by now?
As if sensing my hesitation, Vanessa climbed in behind Kage on the other side of the bed, setting the example. It worked to make me feel more comfortable about accepting Kage’s offer, and I quickly stripped down to my boxer briefs and climbed into the bed. He settled the covers in over me, tucking me in.
“Well, this is great,” he said. “In bed between the two hottest people in Vegas, and I’m not even getting laid.”
I blushed in the dark. Vanessa was clearly one of the hottest people in Vegas, but I was sure he was just including me so that I wouldn’t feel left out. It was a nice gesture just the same, and it made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
“So what do you have planned for us tomorrow?” I asked, trying to make small talk. I truly didn’t care about anything outside of that bed at the moment, much less anything to do with work.