Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75164 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75164 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
It infuriated me, but the way that man said my name made me…melt.
I’d never once in my life been attracted to another man—not one damn time. I hadn’t even had that niggle in the back of my mind, wondering what it would feel like…what the differences would be. My friends had, and they were as straight as me. Yet, I’d never gone in that direction.
Until now.
There was absolutely no denying it, I was attracted to Seth. No, I didn’t want to be, but there was no point in lying to myself. I’d done it for the past four days, almost convinced myself I’d imagined the entire my-cock-gets-hard-every-time-I-think-about-him sensation. Last night, I’d watched some porn and tried to jack off to it. Nope. Nothing. Angry at myself and still fucking confused, I’d switched to gay porn. Nope. Nothing.
Well, not exactly nothing. I’d wondered how in the fuck that went there, without a doctor giving you one of those things they gave pregnant women when she was about to have a baby—the epidural thing. Yeah, it would require one of those. Yet, they’d really looked like they were enjoying it. On the other hand, they were actors. For all I knew, they were thinking about the fact they had to mow the lawn when they got home.
When regular porn and then gay porn didn’t offer me any assistance, I’d gone to the shit pinball bouncing around in my head…and settled on jacking off to images of Seth. I’d come the hardest I’d ever come when my mind remembered his large hands holding that prostate stimulator…when his sexy voice had threatened to do things to me with it.
Then I’d gotten mad. I’d went to sleep mad and woke up mad. I’d arrived at the airport mad and gotten even madder when I saw Seth again. He looked even sexier than I remembered. When my eyes had wandered straight down to his crotch area as soon as he’d walked in my direction, my mad had blown off the mad charts.
Then, to top it off, I’d pouted. Did I know who pouted? Girls, that’s who. But, nope, it was me. I was the poutiest pouter in the pout house. I leaned back against the rich leather of the Bentley and smiled. I’d pulled a big save with my brilliant plan to act like my pout was part of the plan. Nice save, Agent Baker Dumbass.
The thing was, I wasn’t gay. No matter how I looked at it, I wasn’t gay. I didn’t have a problem with people being gay. It would have been a hell of a lot easier if I were. Maybe then my feelings would have made sense and I’d know how to deal with them. Since I was straight, I didn’t have a clue what box to shove my desires and fantasies in to.
More importantly, why did I just say ‘was’ straight?
I needed a Xanax.
No, I needed this assignment to be over. I needed to be able to put Seth behind me and leave him there. I banged my head against the headrest. Behind me. Seth. Why did that make a dirty picture pop into my head?
“You okay?” I heard him ask quietly.
“Never better,” I snapped.
I felt him staring at me and I gripped the door handle and held myself in place. I gripped it so tight my fist had to be white from blood loss. If I didn’t hang on, though, I’d lean into him. His stupid sexy scent tickled my nose and I wanted to follow it like the kids had followed the damned breadcrumbs to the witch’s house. I pushed the button to roll the window down. Surely to fuck, that would help.
“Aren’t you pretending to be the naughty sub a little early, Baker? We aren’t even at the club yet.”
“Practicing,” I hissed.
He laughed.
And so, my night began….
******
A bright light tried to filter through my eyelids, but I closed them even tighter, blocking out the intruder because I knew, instinctively, that I was hiding. Whatever was on the other side of my eyelids was something I wanted to keep out. If I stayed where I was, I would remain safe—nothing in my life would have changed. Everything would be normal.
I would be normal.
“Shhhh, take your time, Baker. Rest as long as you need to,” a sexy voice whispered in my ear.
I cuddled in closer to the sound and then snuggled against the most amazing warmth. Whatever I was curled against was hot, hard, and smelled delicious. I never wanted to leave the protective circle of arms embracing me. What was that smell? It was familiar, yet….
My eyes popped open at the same time my arms and legs started flailing wildly. “Shit! Let go of me!” I was in Seth’s lap with his arms wrapped around me in a tight enough grip to keep me right where he wanted me. “Rainbow!”