Page 71 of Cheap Heat

I stared at him, still dazed, my whole body tingling.

Friends? What?

He yawned, then reached down to tuck his half-hard cock back into his sweats. “Should probably get goin’.”

Huh? What? Going? Right now?

When I didn’t move, staring at him in stupefied silence, he chuckled and patted my side.

My nostrils flared. Had he really just given me a bro pat?

After taking his damn head off to suck the cum straight out of my dick?

I scrambled off his lap as fast as possible and banged my knee into the coffee table, my legs still trembling.

“You okay there?” he asked around another yawn as he got to his feet. I hurriedly stuffed my dick back into my pyjama pants and hitched them up, keeping my head bent so he wouldn’t see how flushed my face was.

“Fine.” My voice came out strangled. “Uh… still a little hungover, I think.”

He chuckled, patting my ass as he edged past me to head for the door. “Better get to bed, neighbour. And make sure you drink that water.”

I stiffened. So I was back to ‘neighbour’ now too?

What happened to ‘handsome’? And ‘kitten’? I wasn’t saying I liked him calling me either of those, but…

“See you at work tomorrow,” he called cheerfully.

I heard the front door open, then close again two seconds later.

He was gone.

He’d just… left. While I was still standing here in the middle of my dark living room, unsteady and dazed from coming on top of him.

What the absolute fuck?

Chapter Nineteen

Damn Headless Dickpig Ass

Dan

I was always, unsurprisingly, in a great mood the morning after I’d had some sex, but for some reason I was feeling extra chipper when I got into work on Tuesday.

It must’ve been obvious, because when I sauntered into the backstage area and Vince looked up from the couch where he was wolfing down oatmeal, he huffed in amusement around his mouthful.

“Someone got some last night.”

I shrugged with a tiny grin as I made my way to the counter. It had only been some light frotting—pretty tame on the grand scale of things—but I’d enjoyed it immensely.

Rafe was hot. He’d turned into such a needy little thing on top of me, just like I’d hoped he would. And that long, pierced tongue… Shit. I adjusted my cock in my loose shorts as it twitched. I wanted to feel that tongue sliding over my dick while he gazed up at me with those big green eyes.

Maybe he’d be up for another friendly social call from his neighbour sometime soon. I damn sure hoped so.

There weren’t too many people I fooled around with more than once, but I wouldn’t mind getting naked with Rafe a few more times. Fully naked, not just shoving our pants down far enough to free our dicks.

I wanted to see him bouncing on my cock with the same frantic desperation he’d been filled with last night. Shit, just imagining it was getting me going.

“So who was it?” Vince stood from the couch and wandered over with his bowl as I made a protein shake.