Page 42 of Obnoxious Bad Boy

As if Vex doesn’t know he can have me whenever he wants. I’ve pretty much told him that. But I’m too embarrassed to admit it to Matt.

Matt is focused and points at me. “Stand against the wall and lift your sweater with both hands. Oh yeah, you can bite on it too. No, higher, so he can see your titties—I mean, nipples. And now make that pretty please? face.”

I bet he sometimes makes that mistake with Cass and calls his pecs titties.

“I’m feeling a bit objectified,” I mutter, but bite the sweater.

Matt waves it off. “You gotta hustle if you wanna lock that dick down.”

Resigned to my fate, I let him take a few different shots.

I hope they’re good. Matt might not have much artistic sensibility, but he is a gay man, so maybe I can trust him to portray my body in a sexy way?

“You’re making it sound like I’m a cock trap.”

Matt grins. “One he won’t ever be able to pull out of.”

“Like your boyfriend’s Venus fly traps?”

“You know, I did put my—”

I raise my hand to stop him. “No. Matt, I don’t wanna hear it.”

My phone pings and I freeze. “Did you already send it?” I ask, filled with dread.

Matt shrugs and shows me the screen of my phone. “Of course.”

I have to admit, I’m looking pretty sultry in the pic. But he also captioned it with, [Pretty pleaseee with two cherries on top?]

“Really?” I whisper, but then someone bangs on the door so loudly I almost drop the phone.

“What does it say on the door?” Levi asks. “Single occupancy. You better not break any limbs or fingers in there!”

“It’s okay, we’re almost done!” Matt yells, making me facepalm.

“Done with what?” Levi sounds alarmed so I open the door.

“Just this thing. Don’t make a big deal out of it,” I say as we walk out, but I’m dying to read what Vex wrote back because I’ve had two more pings since the first one.

“I know you’re incompatible, but you’re under twenty-five, so I am still keeping my eyes on you,” Levi says, making me rush back to our table while some of the people seated in the cafe watch our little walk of shame.

Matt makes a face at him. “Excuse me? I’m a switch. I could do things. Sometimes.”

Levi just rolls his eyes at him, but I’m too busy reading the messages.

My face burns when I see the only one because the other two are marked as deleted.

[Who took this picture?]

[Does it matter? ;)] I answer.

He takes a moment to think his answer through before sending something back. [Was it a girl?]

It’s kinda fun to see him jealous. [Just a friend. Did you like it?]

[Yes, but I can’t work if you get my dick this hard. Do I know the friend?]

Aww, well, at least he doesn’t want anyone taking away my attention.