Page 33 of Grave Misgivings
Ex-girlfriends, swimsuit models, even pretty angel boys.
It doesn’t help, not really. I want to come so bad, but it’s difficult. Every time I get close, I can’t.
I whine in defeat as I give up the fight, my gaze falling on my open en-suite bathroom door. I can see the mirror from here, and I bite my lip, knowing I shouldn’t think about him like this.
But the last time I did, I came easily, and it feltreallygood.
So I close my eyes and I let the fantasy fill me again.
I miss you.
That smooth, decadent voice echoes in my brain, his deep, sexy breathing accenting the memory of watching myself fuck my own hand.
My entire body locks up and the moan that escapes me is deep.
I come hard and fast, and it feels… So. Fucking. Good.
But the euphoria dies, giving way to guilt and shame once more as I watch my cock pulse, as ropes of warm, wet cum splatter across the black ink decorating my abdomen, stark in contrast.
That’s twice now.
Twice that the thought of a man has made me come easier than the thought of anything or anyone else.
But not just any man.
Zeb.
Before I can even process this startling and terrifying information, my phone rings, the unmistakable ringtone making me snap my attention back to the here and now.
I quickly use my sheet to wipe myself clean before I grab the phone and punch the green button.
“Yes, Katy?” I bite, feeling a bit on edge.
“I was getting ready to call for a wellness check,” she gripes.
I purse my lips, curling my knees to my chest as I drop my forehead against them.
I don’t want to do this, not now. But the alternative is not looking any better, so I figure dealing with Katy and my fucking family is probably a hundred times better than dealing with the fact that I can’t stop jacking off and fantasizing about a man I haven’t seen in ten years.
Yeah, I’ll take my family for five hundred, Alex.
CHAPTER 9
Geo
“Absolutely not,”I say as I fold myself into the driver’s seat of the Lexus.
“Geo, seriously. Don’t you think you’re being a tad bit dramatic about this whole thing?” Katy nips.
“I have a hotel, Katy,” I reply firmly.
“Yeah, a hotel that is, like, an hour away from everyone.”
Which is a blessing, obviously.
“Oh, so it’s fine for me to travel an hour into Posdosh, but mom can’t be bothered, right?” I snap.
Katy sighs. “It’s not like that Geo.”
