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RILEY

Secrets.

High expectations.

A truth revealed.

Riley Evans is counting down the days to his brother’s wedding. If only he could find a date for the big day.

When a chance meeting during karaoke night finds Riley’s plus one up for wager, Riley finds himself the winner in more ways than one.

Too bad his love game isn’t as strong as his pool game.

A self-made OnlyFans man, Eric Olsen has built his entire life being the man everyone desires. Being Riley’s date to the hottest wedding in Jasper Springs should be an easy win, but Eric soon finds himself desiring the sweet-as-pie art teacher.

If only he could come clean about his life and his feelings.

Will Riley break free from the chains of expectation? Or will Eric embrace his truth at the expense of losing the man he wants most?

Readers seeking an age gap romance with a little hint of D/s set in a cozy little town may find this story fills the bill. While Riley and Eric may have cameos in future stories, each book in this series can be read as a standalone.

CHAPTER 1

Eric

I checkedmy watch for the second time in five minutes. The cafe was bustling at this hour and I couldn’t help but wonder if he was here, somewhere, looking for me.

Though, to be fair, I looked a lot different with my clothes on.

Maybe I should start bringing pictures of my dick to these meet-ups so people can identify me better.

I sighed, taking a sip of my coffee as I watched folks hustle in and out of the cafe. A couple of nonchalant stares and whispers from some women told me they either thought I was cute or they recognized me from my work.

Despite my audience being made up of mostly men, I knew there were plenty of women out there who were into my performances, if only by the sheer amount of “I want to choke on this dick” and “fill me up Daddy” comments I received on my Daily Cum Shot threads from cock thirsty women subscribers.

I bounced my leg with anticipation, checking my watch again.

My blind date was now fifteen minutes late.

Or he wasn’t coming at all.

I would bet it was the latter.

I wasn’t ashamed of what I did for a living by any means. Though I’d learned to at least keep the “Hi, I’m Eric, you might know me from Only Fans asXxPrinceAyricxX”to myself until they at least showed up.

I could swipe right on anyone when it came to hooking up, but I wasn’t looking for someone to just placate my sexual desires. If I wanted that, I could have anyone I wanted.

Call me crazy, but I wantedmore. Sex might have been my job, and I wasn’t lacking when it came to dick. What I was lacking though, was substance. I wanted someone toloveme, and I’m not talking about the me that half a million people watched daily. I wanted someone who I could play video games and watch stupid gay movies with, but also someone who wouldn’t bat an eye at eating sushi off my dick.

What can I say, I have priorities.

You’d think as a man who interacts with thirsty subscribers for a living, I would be more than fulfilled. But the truth was, every day I turned off my webcam, spent from my performance, and I felt empty as shit.

And the deafening silence of my townhome was not helping my mental health when everything screamed, “You are alone!”

Just once, I wanted to see someone else loafing on my couch, someone else raiding my fridge.

Someone else using my shampoo and shower gel.

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