Page 124 of The Single Dads Club
My eyes shut briefly at the intensity in his caress, and I uselessly opened and closed my mouth, unable to respond. Heck yeah, I was curious. I was curious what his stubble-covered jaw would feel like against my skin and what hismouth wouldfeel like pressing against mine. Were his lips as soft as they looked? Would he be a gentle lover who took his time, or rough and hard?
He dropped his hand, seemingly unaware of the panty-melting effect he was having on me. “Just so you know, I wasn’t trying to embarrass you, or take advantage. I was trying to preserve some of your dignity. Your one friend was practically auctioning you off, and your other friend was ready to whip out his dick and take you right there. You should be thanking me.”
Thanking him? Yeah, right. But I guess it had put him in an awkward situation, too. “Well, I only came here to tell you never mind. That I wasn’t interested.”
“Really? That’s why you drove all the way over here?” One of his eyebrows quirked up in disbelief.
My cheeks reddened. I supposed curiosity had more than a little to do with it… Well, that, and I’d have done just about anything to get away from my mother’s afternoon shopping plans for us.
“We both know there’s more to it than that. A small part of you wants this, but I can be patient. I’ve got all the time in the world.”
He was right that I was curious, but I wasn’t about to tell him that. His cockiness was really beginning to get on my nerves. “Get over yourself. It’ll be a cold day in hell when I come asking you for sex.”
He laughed at my sudden outburst, the sound full and throaty. “Whatever you say, cupcake.” He glanced back at the house where I knew his sister was waiting for him.
Hearing him mention about helping her with her stretches sent my mind tumbling in the direction of nursing school, and trying to remember what I knew about issues with the spine. “Does she go to physical therapy?”
“Not anymore. I couldn’t afford to keep it up, so I had the therapist teach me the exercises I could do with her at home.”
“Oh.” I seemed to keep saying that, increasingly finding myself at a loss for words. Over the past few minutes he’d transformed from an ultra-sexy, bad-for-you porn star into a loving, caring human being. He clearly loved his sister and worried over her condition. I didn’t know what to do with this new information. “Ihave to go. Besides, you have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich to make.” I held my face impassive, trying like hell not to let him see just how confused I was becoming.
“Yeah, okay.” He stuffed his hands into his pockets, his forearms flexing with movement, a smug smile still on his lips.
I turned and headed for my car, his chuckle grating over my skin for what I assumed would be the last time.
Oh how wrong I was.
Chapter 5
Cade
I stalked inside to find Lily planted in front of the TV, happily watching her favorite cartoon show. I headed back to the kitchen to fix her snack and as I smeared peanut butter on the bread, I shook my head in disbelief over the realization that Alexa had actually shown up. And I strongly doubted it was to tell me off, like she’d implied. I could read the curiosity on her face as clear as day. My cock had immediately started hardening against my thigh and my heart rate climbed.
But I knew her type—diamond-studded earrings, an expensive watch, and too-high expectations. Girls like that didn’t go for guys like me. Never had. No, they wanted some douche bag named Scott who was well-mannered and sat behind a desk all day, doing fuck knows what, but pulling in a nice fat paycheck every week.
I wasn’t good enough for her.
It was as simple as that.
* * *
“Mollie’s arrived. You’re going to fucking love her,” Rick assured me.
A tall, thin girl entered the room. She was built for sin, dressed in a black garter belt, stockings, black lace bra and sky-high heels. Long red hair cascaded over her shoulders and down her back.
“Sebastian?” she asked as she approached.
“Nice to meet you.” I offered her my hand. I couldn’t believe I was actually going through with it. But I had to—for my own stubborn male pride, not to mention the money that Lily and I so desperately needed.
She looked wryly at my offered hand and stepped in closer, separating any distance between us and patted my naked chest. “Oh, you are fucking gorgeous, honey. This is going to be fun.”
I chuckled as a wave of unexpected shyness crept through me. I didn’t even know this girl’s real name—assuming it wasn’t Mollie—and I was about to fuck her on camera for thousands, if not millions of strangers to watch and do god only knows what to. But I figured it wasn’t much different than the few times I’d taken girls home from the bar without even knowing their last names. Maybe it felt different because I was sober. Oh, and because there was a room full of people watching us.
“Rick told me it’s your first time on film. Don’t worry about trying too hard. Just have fun. And I won’t get off with all these people watching me, so don’t worry about that. It’ll still feel good to me, so just do your thing. Okay?”
I nodded. “You got it.” I liked her already. From what I’d seen, she was going to be easy to work with.
Rick’s production company prided itself on exploring the intimate side of sex, rather than being typical hard-core porn with lewd close-up shots of body parts sliding together. Everything was filmed at a distance.
