Page 55 of This Time Around
I looked up to see what made him yelp and saw Alli Cat sitting on the back of the couch. She was slowly retracting her paw like maybe she thought he needed another good swatting.
“I thought we declared a truce,” Andy said to the feline. Alli Cat’s response was to swish her fluffy tail. “Fickle females,” Andy grumbled.
I turned my attention back to my paperback and was immediately sucked back into the story. It wasn’t my favorite trope, but it was Chaz’s creation, and I adored everything he wrote. This one was by far his best, and I felt my body react when things started to heat up in the story.
“Must be pretty hot stuff,” Andy whispered in my ear, jolting me out of the sensual fog I’d found myself in.
I turned my head and looked at him out of the corner of my eye. “Excellent, but how would you know? Are you reading the book over my shoulder?”
“Don’t need to,” he replied. “You’re practically grinding your ass against my dick. We’re starting to get ideas.”
“Oh,” I said, feeling my cheeks heat. “It’s definitely hotter than I expected.”
“Is this Chaz’s latest book that everyone is talking about?”
“Yeah,” I replied. “It feels more sensual or risqué than his other books.”
“Yeah? Read it out loud.”
“This isn’t elementary school where we take turn reading paragraphs,” I told him. “Why are you so eager to hear the sexy words that Chaz wrote anyway?”
“No need to get salty,” Andy told me then pinched my ass. “I don’t want to hear them because Chaz wrote them; I want to hear what turns you on.” Andy pulled me tighter into his embrace so that his erection nestled firmly against my ass then he slipped his hand under the hem of my T-shirt to tease the skin above the elastic waistband of my shorts. I was ready to say no until he slid his hand up to tease my nipple. “Tell me a story, baby.”
I cleared my throat and began to read. “Marco dropped to his knees in front of Shamus and slowly caressed the back of his thighs with his skilled hands while staring at Shamus’s proud, leaking cock.”
“Oh, yeah. This is good,” Andy said. “Suck his cock, Marco.”
“Do you want to hear the story or not?” I asked.
“Sorry. Please continue.”
“Marco leaned forward and licked the tip of Shamus’s cock as a second set of hands joined Marco’s on Shamus’s body.”
“Whoa!” Andy exclaimed, earning a playful jab to the gut.
“Rafe seemed every bit as eager as Marco to please their young lover. Rafe parted Shamus’s ass cheeks and licked a path along his crack at the same time Marco sucked the full length of Shamus’s cock into his mouth. The overstimulation made Shamus’s knees buckle, but two sets of firm hands gripped his hips to steady him enough to receive the pleasure.”
“Ever engaged in a threesome?” Andy asked before I could read further.
“No,” I answered truthfully. “You?”
“No,” he replied. “Is that something that you want? Is that why you’ve gone all wiggly?”
I set my book on the coffee table and rolled in the circle of his arms so I could look into his eyes. “I have everything I’ve ever wanted with you, Andy. Reading about something and finding it hot doesn’t mean you want it for yourself.”
“I’m glad you feel that way, Milo, because I would never share you. There will be no Rafe coming in here and rimming you while I suck you off. I might not be able to do both of those things at the same time, but I can do them so fucking good that you won’t care that you have to suffer through enjoying one before I get to the other.”
“Show me,” I challenged. And he did.
My mother was resplendent in some sixties throwback dress complete with a scarf around her head. “She’s channeling Jackie O again,” I whispered to Andy.
“What’s that mean? Hey, how does that work when you channel Marilyn?”
“She threatened to disown me,” I said in mock horror. “Anyway, it means she’s nervous. She wants everything to look perfect.”
“Fuck!” my mom yelled from the kitchen.
“That didn’t last long. Jackie O has left the building, folks,” I announced. “She either burned our dinner or herself.”