Page 67 of Worthy

Oh God, yes. Finally…

Shivers overtake me while I spin and spin through my sweet release, winding down from being wound up tight all damn day, as Lance croons by my side.

“That’s good, baby. Listen to you… coming for me. You’re gonna make me bust, my sweet, wicked Trouble…”

“Push it in my mouth,” I sigh, fingers trailing through my cum, bringing it up to my lips. “Feed your orgasm between my lips like you did that night…”

“Fffuck…” he groans, voice snapping.

I suck my own flavor from my fingers while my ass clenches on the others, still buried as deep as they can get. “You taste like my Sunshine…”

He gasps, then whines. “Fuck me,Tate, I’m coming. Swallow it…”

“Everydrop… baby, throb it on my tongue.” I scoop more of my cum up, sucking dizzily, hungrily, lapping it up like it’s his.

Lance is making all kind of noises, bursting and coming over the phone, until he finally fizzles down and lets out a quiet purr. My big beast of a man…

Fuck… What the…

As the high begins to wear off, my eyes creep open slowly. Pulling my fingers out of myself, I blink at the ceiling, letting out a tired breath.

He’snotmine.

He isn’t now and he wasn’t back then.

What am I doing…? Why am I letting him back into my life?

This could never go anywhere, so really… what am I thinking??

“Tate…” he whispers, and I recognize that tone. It’s exactly how he sounded the last time we fooled around, right before he split like a log.

I can’t do this. Icannotkeep doing this to myself…

“Hardy…” I grumble, sitting up and shaking my head.

“Yea?”

“Don’t call me ever again.”

I hang up the phone and power it off.

Because trouble is as trouble does.

Chapter Five

Tate

Work is the ultimate distraction. But the good thing for me is that I also happen to love my job.

Sure, it’s stressful. Any booming career usually is. Really, I wouldn’t want it any other way.

I can do most of my work remotely, but being that I’m sort of therelationship guyfor our firm, I tend to travel a lot.

I know, right? Me… The relationship guy. The irony is not lost.

I have a place in Ruidoso, mainly because it’s near where I grew up, and I like to have a home base near my mom just in case she needs me for anything. We’re not super close, but other than myfound family, i.e. Jake and Laura, she’s all I’ve got. My in-state work travels are mostly to Santa Fe. I also have a place in New York City. But a majority of my life is spent in hotels, traveling all over the country, sometimes the world, to land important accounts for my firm.

It’s fun and it makes me bank, so you won’t find me complaining. This is very much my lifestyle. Unattached bachelor, jet-setting all over the place to schmooze people much richer than me, in order to help myself and my coworkers get richer ourselves.

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