Fairy Tales and Cappuccinos (Everyday Love #1) - Taylor Rylan Page 0,35

nodded because yeah, spending time with him sounded good. But I wanted to go upstairs. Like now. He had mentioned something about sucking. I needed that. The way my dick was pointing in my jeans left no room for comfort at the moment.

“Good. Be careful going home, okay? And if you don’t mind, would you send me a quick text when you get there?”

“Yeah. I’ll see you tomorrow, then,” I said. I sucked in my bottom lip, not thinking anything of it, but Hudson reached up and with his thumb, pulled it out from between my teeth.

“Don’t hurt this. I have plans for them tomorrow,” Hudson said. He leaned down and gave me one last quick kiss before he took a few steps away. He leaned back against the door that led up to his place, and I watched as he blatantly reached down, and after a few obvious strokes to the bulge in his jeans, he pushed on it and moaned. Damn that was so fucking hot.

“Hudson,” I whispered.

“Tomorrow, Sawyer, because I want to feel your dick thrusting in and out of my mouth. I want to feel mine in your ass more so, but I can guarantee you, I don’t have condoms upstairs, and while I might have lube, I’m not really sure. So I’m going to agree to that date first,” Hudson said. I couldn’t move though. I was frozen in place as I stood there and watched him squeeze his cock that I knew was just as hard as mine.

“Yeah. Okay. I’ll call you,” I said. Hudson only nodded, and I somehow managed to find the doorknob and turn it. The blast of icy-cold air did wonders for clearing my head on the short walk to my Jeep. I reached in and pulled my dick upward before I climbed in and sighed in relief. Down the left side of my jeans apparently wasn’t how my cock liked to be.

I took a few deep breaths before I started my Jeep, and then I was on my way back to Chris’s place. It wasn’t a long drive, and the Jeep didn’t have a whole lot of time to warm up, but thankfully the heated seat and steering wheel both were quick to warm up as they were both warm before I even left Main Street.

After I parked in Chris’s garage, I pulled my phone out of my coat pocket and sent Hudson a quick text.

Me: I’m home. I’ll see you tomorrow.

The reply I got had me groaning, and I was about to put the Jeep in reverse and head back to Hudson’s, but Chris poked his head out the door and gave me a big smile.

Fuck. I was going to have the image of Hudson’s cock wrapped in his fist and both covered in cum in my mind while I went inside and talked to my best friend. At least I’d have no issues with conjuring something to jack off to. Not only could I still feel Hudson’s lips on mine, but now that I’d seen the head of his cock…fuck, I needed that in my mouth.

“Everything okay?” Chris asked as soon as I opened the door and climbed out. I double-checked to make sure my phone was locked before I put it in my back pocket.

“I think I’m in trouble,” I said. Actually, I knew I was in trouble.

10

Hudson

I could not believe that I did that. What was I thinking? I mean, I could understand whipping my dick out and stroking it until I found a little bit of relief, but I did something I’d never done before. I took a picture of it and texted it to Sawyer. What was I thinking?

I wasn’t actually. Well, maybe I was. I was thinking with my dick and not my head. I was almost positive he wasn’t going to file any sort of harassment claim against me since we’d both been inspecting each other’s tonsils only minutes before. And the fact that he replied an hour later with a similar picture, only his was of his naked torso that was covered in spurts of his own cum. I learned two things from that picture. One, he was a true ginger, and two, he had a beautiful cock that I most definitely couldn’t wait to play with.

His skin was creamy everywhere, telling me that he either didn’t tan at all or he spent a lot of time applying sunblock because there were no tan lines to see and yet only