I run my index finger over my bottom lip knowing full well the impact it's having on him. I open my mouth and whisper in a heated rush. "I love sucking cock. I love it."
Chapter 14
Alec
Goddamn my entire life to hell. I'm reasonably sure my dick is going to explode right here in the middle of Axel NY. It has never been this hard before. Ever.
"Did you hear me?" She leans forward so far her breasts are pushed together and spilling out of the top of her dress. "I said that I…"
"Libby," I practically shout her name. I can't hear her say the words again. I will seriously blow my load inside my very expensive pants. "I heard you."
"Okay." She shrugs her shoulder, which only serves to make her tits look that much more inviting. "You didn’t say anything when I answered the question."
What the fuck was I supposed to say when she answered the question? I want to tell her to crawl under the table and prove that she loves it. I want to take her out to my car right now and sit her on my face so I can eat her sweet cunt. I want her in my bed. Christ. I have never wanted a woman more than this.
"Alec? Alec?" The voice pulling me out of thoughts of Libby riding my face is way too low to be hers. It's a man's voice. How fucked up is my life this week?
"Hunter." Excuse me if I don't get up to greet you but I have a raging hard-on. "This is Libby Duncan. She's an actress in the musical I'm investing in."
He reaches across the table to shake her hand. She grins at him, tilting her head to the side. I hear her talking about Ivy and Jax. Her lips keep moving and more words are coming out but I can't make them out. I'm too focused on the curve of her neck and how round her breasts are. Her hair is falling out of the messy bun she tried to put it in. She's so imperfect that she's perfect. Everything about her is beautiful to look at.
"Alec?" Hunter's hand is on my shoulder. "Are you alright?"
I rub my hand over the front of my pants under the shadow of the linen tablecloth. I'm finally calming down. Jesus, I feel like I've been on a rollercoaster. "I'm good."
"I was just telling Libby that we've known each other for years." He pats me on the back.
"Yeah, years," I offer. "We go way back."
"What was Alec like back then?" Libby smiles up at Hunter and I feel a pang of jealousy wash over me. I want that smile. How fucking romantic does that sound? I'm the definition of pathetic right now.
"You don't want to know," I interject because I don't want Hunter hanging around. I want him to get the hell away from our table so we can get back to talking about how much Libby likes sucking cock, particularly my cock, while hopefully she'll become much better acquainted with tonight.
"He's always been like this." There's no mistaking the deep chuckle in his voice as he sweeps his hand over my head.
Fuck you too, Hunter.
"I love the food here." Libby points at her half-eaten, incredibly overpriced salad. "The chef is excellent."
"Do you want to come back to the kitchen?" He reaches a hand in her direction. "They're making up some tasting plates for new menu items for next week. I'd love your opinion."
What the hell, Hunter? What the hell?
"You can meet my wife, Sadie. She's back there right now."
Libby's on her feet before I can say a thing. She teeters momentarily, wobbling slightly on her heels before Hunter scoops his hands around her to stop her from falling face first into the table. When the fuck did this go from talking about my dick in her mouth to Hunter practically grabbing her tits?
"Are you coming, Alec?" Hunter calls back over his shoulder as he guides Libby through the crowded restaurant.
"No," I spit back under my breath. "I doubt I'll be coming at all tonight."
***
"Your friend is nice."
Your ass is nice.
"He's a good guy." I glance out the window of the car. Hunter is a good guy. I can always depend on him. Tonight I depended on him to fuck up my date.
"Are you okay?" Her voice is soft. Christ,
Chapter 14
Alec
Goddamn my entire life to hell. I'm reasonably sure my dick is going to explode right here in the middle of Axel NY. It has never been this hard before. Ever.
"Did you hear me?" She leans forward so far her breasts are pushed together and spilling out of the top of her dress. "I said that I…"
"Libby," I practically shout her name. I can't hear her say the words again. I will seriously blow my load inside my very expensive pants. "I heard you."
"Okay." She shrugs her shoulder, which only serves to make her tits look that much more inviting. "You didn’t say anything when I answered the question."
What the fuck was I supposed to say when she answered the question? I want to tell her to crawl under the table and prove that she loves it. I want to take her out to my car right now and sit her on my face so I can eat her sweet cunt. I want her in my bed. Christ. I have never wanted a woman more than this.
"Alec? Alec?" The voice pulling me out of thoughts of Libby riding my face is way too low to be hers. It's a man's voice. How fucked up is my life this week?
"Hunter." Excuse me if I don't get up to greet you but I have a raging hard-on. "This is Libby Duncan. She's an actress in the musical I'm investing in."
He reaches across the table to shake her hand. She grins at him, tilting her head to the side. I hear her talking about Ivy and Jax. Her lips keep moving and more words are coming out but I can't make them out. I'm too focused on the curve of her neck and how round her breasts are. Her hair is falling out of the messy bun she tried to put it in. She's so imperfect that she's perfect. Everything about her is beautiful to look at.
"Alec?" Hunter's hand is on my shoulder. "Are you alright?"
I rub my hand over the front of my pants under the shadow of the linen tablecloth. I'm finally calming down. Jesus, I feel like I've been on a rollercoaster. "I'm good."
"I was just telling Libby that we've known each other for years." He pats me on the back.
"Yeah, years," I offer. "We go way back."
"What was Alec like back then?" Libby smiles up at Hunter and I feel a pang of jealousy wash over me. I want that smile. How fucking romantic does that sound? I'm the definition of pathetic right now.
"You don't want to know," I interject because I don't want Hunter hanging around. I want him to get the hell away from our table so we can get back to talking about how much Libby likes sucking cock, particularly my cock, while hopefully she'll become much better acquainted with tonight.
"He's always been like this." There's no mistaking the deep chuckle in his voice as he sweeps his hand over my head.
Fuck you too, Hunter.
"I love the food here." Libby points at her half-eaten, incredibly overpriced salad. "The chef is excellent."
"Do you want to come back to the kitchen?" He reaches a hand in her direction. "They're making up some tasting plates for new menu items for next week. I'd love your opinion."
What the hell, Hunter? What the hell?
"You can meet my wife, Sadie. She's back there right now."
Libby's on her feet before I can say a thing. She teeters momentarily, wobbling slightly on her heels before Hunter scoops his hands around her to stop her from falling face first into the table. When the fuck did this go from talking about my dick in her mouth to Hunter practically grabbing her tits?
"Are you coming, Alec?" Hunter calls back over his shoulder as he guides Libby through the crowded restaurant.
"No," I spit back under my breath. "I doubt I'll be coming at all tonight."
***
"Your friend is nice."
Your ass is nice.
"He's a good guy." I glance out the window of the car. Hunter is a good guy. I can always depend on him. Tonight I depended on him to fuck up my date.
"Are you okay?" Her voice is soft. Christ,
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