Page 65 of Due Dilligence (Takeover)
Which didn’t help get his dick back under control.
Todd broke the silence. “Youreallylike that type of porn? Fucking strangers in a bathroom?”
He nearly spilled the chips onto the car floor. “Kinda?” More like a lot.
“Glory holes?”
Fazil bit his lip to keep from groaning. “Yeah.”
“Ever done anything like that?”
They were nearer to Seattle, he guessed—given the exits and the lights and the appearance of long bridges. “No. It’s a fantasy, you know? Hard, anonymous sex. I figured the reality was probably not the same. And dangerous.”
A harsh chuckle. “See, there’s where you were smarter than me.”
“If I were smarter than you, I wouldn’t have been such a dipshit.”
This time his snort was light. “I’ll give you that.”
“Hey!”
“You said it!”
He had. Fazil chuckled. Despite everything in his head—everything he’d learned—he feltgood. “I like a bit of role-play. Did some with my girlfriends. The guys I dated weren’t into it.”
Todd had furrowed his brow and glanced over. “You know, for someone who says he’s not kinky, you do have quite a kinky side.”
Really?Fazil squirmed in his seat. “I mean I just... like rough sex. Sometimes.”
Silence, but Todd was smiling.
“What?”
“Nothing at all.” The smile never left his lips.
Heat rose in Fazil. “No... what?”
Still that damn grin. “I’m betting you were the one on the receiving end of that rough sex. It’s an interesting picture, you folded over the arm of a couch and being drilled by a woman.”
Fazil sucked in a breath of air... Yeah. He’d been there. His face felt like fire. “Armchair, actually.”
Todd shifted in his seat and coughed. “Duly noted.”
Well, now. Someone else was getting turned on. “I thought you weren’t into women.”
“I’m not,” he said. “Still wouldn’t mind watching, though. Love it when you’re out of your mind in pleasure.” He took an exit from the highway and they entered an area that looked vaguely familiar.
“You want to watch me have sex with someone else?” As long as he’d known Todd, which admittedly had a fifteen-year gap, dating had been an exclusive thing.
Todd’s shrugged. “Yes and no? Like you said, it’s a fantasy.” His lip quirked up and he turned down a street and they were in Capitol Hill. Fazil recognized the rainbow crosswalks. “I’d rather be the one turning you inside out. But I like the idea of a woman fucking the shit out of you.” He glanced over. “Because I bet that got you offhard.”
God, this conversation. Embarrassment covered him like bright red wrapping paper. All he needed was a freaking bow around his cock. Gift-wrapped for Todd.
That image didn’t help at all. “Um. It did, yeah.”
Todd grinned like the fucking Cheshire cat. “Hey, so where do you want to eat?”
And wasn’t that an abrupt shift in direction? But Todd was pulling into his apartment building’s lot and into a spot. “You know this place better than me.”
