Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Wow…he has pretty eyes, brown like I knew, with flecks of a lighter shade.
Blood rushes to my groin, the area hot and throbbing.
“Do you give up?” he asks, and I shift, which makes his pupils blow wide when he feels my erection.
We both freeze, staring at each other, my breaths coming out faster and faster.
Perry licks his lips, which immediately draws my attention to them. They’re nice lips. I wouldn’t call them plump, but they’re not thin either. Little hairs run the length of his jaw. He’s usually smooth when I see him, but it’s the end of the day and maybe he didn’t shave this morning.
His eyes are still holding me captive, the different shades of brown, and his lashes, thick and curling up more than mine do. Perry has more defined cheekbones too. I wouldn’t call them sharp, but they’re noticeable, drawing my attention like everything on his face. He’s…fuck, he’s hot. Really fucking hot. As soon as the thought hits me, my body starts firing off with all these pings of desire. Perry shifts, making my erection throb again.
“Physical reaction,” he says and tries to move off me. Panic pierces my chest, and I do the first thing I can think of—I wrap my legs around him to hold him in place. “Um…I’m not sure if this is another one of those things you miss, but what we’re doing right now? It’s pretty fucking gay.”
“Bi,” stupidly comes out of my mouth.
“Huh?”
“You’re bisexual.”
“And you said you’re straight.”
“But am I?” I ask, then ignore my heart trying to beat out of my chest, shut down all the thoughts sprinting around in my head, take hold of his nape, and bring Perry’s mouth down on mine.
It’s awkward at first, me trying to come to terms with what I’m doing and him likely wondering if I’ve lost my damn mind, but then he moves against me, his body rubbing along my erection, and I moan…the dick rub somehow telling my tongue to sneak out, and it does, flicking against Perry’s closed lips.
I sorta want to throw a temper tantrum when he eases his head back. “You said you’re straight,” he reiterates. “What are you doing?”
“I don’t know, but it feels good. I wanted to do it that night at the bar. I guess that means I’m not straight. Surprise!” I try for playful, and he does give me a small smile, but sobers quickly.
“I want you, Theo…fuck, I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you, but you’re my friend now, and I don’t want to do something to mess that up.”
Well, shit. That’s very mature and kind of Perry.
Still, “You won’t!” jumps out of my mouth like the words are running a race. “I want you too. I’ve been thinking about it. A lot. Have maybe jerked off to it.” No reason I shouldn’t give him the whole truth.
He buries his face in my neck and mumbles words I can’t understand before pulling back. “I swear, Puppy, you’re going to kill me one of these days.”
“Sorry?”
“I’m not sorry right now. Are you sure you want this?”
“Yes. Yes I am.” It’s more than flickered through my thoughts now. Him helping me study today, reading to me, all that just makes the tingling sensation I have for him grow. I want to explore with Perry.
His hand brushes against my cheek, palm cupping it, and…oh…that’s nice. I push into the touch.
“It’s just fucking around,” Perry says. “I’m not interested in a relationship. I don’t mean to sound harsh, and it’s not you. Friends with benefits would be awesome, but nothing more.”
I flutter my lashes at him playfully. “Can we start the benefits now?”
“Puppy…”
“I’m serious. I get it. I’m not asking to be your boyfriend. I’m asking for a redo on our hookup mix-up.” My hips rotate of their own accord, our dicks rub together again, and while the sensation of a cock against mine is so different from anything I’ve experienced, I can’t deny the zing of pleasure that skyrockets inside me.
“Fuck, you’re eager for it.” He picks up the laptop and sets it on the nightstand. “If I do anything you don’t like, tell me. If I try to go too far, tell me. If you realize you’re not into it, tell me. I don’t care what we’re doing or how far we go, if you don’t want to keep going, I’ll always stop.”
I don’t know if it makes sense, but it feels like my insides get mushy. I’ve never felt like I’m made of marshmallows, but I do right now. Like my body is made up of sweet, fluffy goo, and it’s all because of Perry.
“So does that also mean if I say go, you’re gonna hurry up and kiss me? Because I want you, but I also might need you to take the lead a little.”