Page 63 of Don't Look Down

He shifts around. It’s clear he’s not quite comfortable with the conversation.

“Dammit, Landon. Don’t answer that. I’m being too nosy.”

His voice is a bit shaky when he replies, “It’s not that. I’m one hundred percent confident in who I am as a bisexual man. And what I like and don’t like. I’m just not used to discussing the ins and outs of my sex life. Literally.” We both laugh at that one. “But no, I wouldn’t classify myself as a bottom. I prefer to top, but sometimes I need it. Sometimes I crave more. The indescribable fullness.”

Oh God. Why did I ask? What I’d do to this man if I got him naked.My mind wants to conjure up another full-blown fantasy, but I limit myself to imagining finger-fucking in and out of that tight ass, pegging his prostate. Milking his cum out one thrust at a time.

Oops. So much for being worn out because I’m definitely hard again. My cock is throbbing and hungry for more. Hungryfor a taste of Landon’s sweet ass. I classify myself as vers, although I usually prefer to bottom. I’d gladly let him rail me into the mattress until I can’t walk any day of the week. But I’d also jump at the chance to feel him wrapped around my cock.

“Sky?”

Lost in a growing haze of lust, I meet his eyes, “Hmm?”

“Did I lose you there?”

“Nope, not at all. I totally didn’t fall into a fever dream of my greatest fantasy brought to life. I’m definitely going to have to make myself come again if I plan on getting any sleep tonight.”Ohmigod, Sky, shut up. Why would I admit that?“Oh, Christ, that filter is still gone. Shutting up now.”

His laugh is slightly husky, a raspy sound that tickles along my nerve endings. “Don’t do that. Your honesty is refreshing.”

“Great.” Sarcasm drips from my tone.

“So, you already got yourself off today, huh?”

I freeze. “What?”

He raises a dark blonde brow at me, lips quirked in a smirk. “Did you get yourself off today, Sky?” He enunciates each word. The sound of my name on his lips makes a tiny whimper escape unbidden. Green flames ignite in his eyes. He definitely heard it. And he liked it. We’re playing a dangerous game here.

“Yes, did I ever. And it was delicious.” A shiver travels down my spine at the memory.

“That good?”

“So fucking good you have no idea. I dunno if it’s yours and Savannah’s thing, but I can recommend a great vibrator for her to peg you with. It looks and feels like a real dick. And it has a thrust function. Ten out of ten recommend. I came so hard, I damn near saw stars.”

He groans, a pained look twisting his face.“Sky,you’re killing me.”

I open my mouth, and instead of words, a huge yawn cracks my jaw.

“You should get some rest. It’s getting late.”

“You’re the one who has to travel at the ass crack of dawn.”

He scoffs at me. “Thanks for the reminder. I’ll get a few hours of sleep here, and I should be tired enough to sleep on the flight. I’m trying not to overthink it too much.”

I run my finger down the screen, just how I’d run my hand down his arm if he were here. In a reassuring gesture. “You’ve got this.”

“Are you sure seven isn’t too early for me to come by?” he asks.

“I hate sleep, remember? It’s a necessary evil, but I will definitely be awake. I’ll make us some breakfast.” I’m actually looking forward to feeding him and watching movies. Yes, I know, it’s weird. Since when am I looking forward to vegetating? Since I made plans to vegetate with Landon, I guess.

“Alright. Well, send me your address, and I’ll see you in the morning.”

His phone audibly vibrates with my notification.

“Sent.” Ugh, even I can feel how sweet and gentle the look on my face is. I’m increasingly sluggish and sleepy. Fighting my need for sleep to talk to him.

“Go to sleep, Sky,” he orders.

My dick jumps at his tone. My sleepy smile curls into something unapologetically naughty. “Ooh, don’t boss me around, I enjoy itwaytoo much,” I purr at him huskily.

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