Page 12 of Thrill

Danny tried it. The comforting aroma of coffee mixed with the harshness of alcohol permeated his nostrils.

“Now I like that,” Danny said. “That’s definitely a five.”

“I agree.”

Tyler scribbled the number down.

“Imagine a cosy winter’s night. The fire’s roaring. That would be so nice.”

Tyler sat back. “Are you going to create a scenario for each one?”

“Absolutely.”

“I didn’t realise what a serious business this is,” Tyler said.

“Sex sells,” Danny replied. “It’s literally flying out of the doors. The last thing we need is a shit ton of pallets with manky lube on. The more we make, the more the bosses want.”

Suddenly, an argument broke out on the table with Scott and another man.

“You want to smell like booze in bed?” the man said.

“Better than smelling like seventies aftershave,” Scott replied, wafting his hand.

Tyler and Danny exchanged an amused glance.

“I don’t really care what magic they do with this lube,” Danny said. “I prefer the smell of the other person when I’m having sex.”

Tyler met his gaze. “A scented candle, freshly showered skin and sweat usually does it for me.”

The intention in his stare went directly to Danny’s cock and to his horror he got semi-hard thinking about it. He pulled his chair up to the table to hide it.

What are you? Fifteen?

“Crack open the next one,” Danny said, quickly. “Halfway through.”

Tyler made a concerted effort to get the lid off this time. Unfortunately, it rolled over the table and onto the floor. There was no way Danny would be leaving the safety of the table to get it.

“We’ll grab it in a bit,” Danny said. “Let’s have a sniff then.”

Tyler held it for him. The acidic notes of grapefruit hit him like a truck. It made Danny’s eyes water.

“Jesus Christ.”

“Is it bad?” Tyler asked.

“Find out for yourself.”

Tyler did and he too shuddered. “Grapefruit? Not very sexy at all.”

Danny’s semi had completely disappeared. With the coast clear, he retrieved the lost lid. As he walked back, he noticed Scott watching them with interest.

Scott Fitzgerald had a reputation of being one of the biggest gossips in the building. Danny had no intention of being the latest story at Pleasure Seekers.

He placed the lid carefully down on the table.

“What are we giving it?” Tyler asked.

“One and that’s being kind.”