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He put his hands behind his head to prop himself up as he looked at me.“I really enjoyed that.”
I smiled.“I did too.Where’s your bathroom?”
“Go outside and make a quick left.”
I grabbed my clothes off the floor and glasses from the dresser, and padded my way to his bathroom for a quick piss and a shower.He didn’t join me, but I kind of wished he had.Though, considering how off my schedule I already was, perhaps it was for the best that he didn’t.I dressed quickly and found him in his kitchen fixing himself a cup of coffee.
“Have time for a cup?”he asked.
“I’m really not a coffee person, but thanks.I do have to go,” I said.
He nodded.“Well, maybe our paths will cross again in the future, sexy boy.”
I blushed, I actually fucking blushed like a bitch, then smiled.“Maybe.”I needed to get out of there before I ended up fucking him again.God, everything about him was breathtaking.I left his apartment and hoofed my ass back to my car to finish my shopping.By the time I was done, I knew Jordan was going to have some shit to say about how long it took me to get back home.To make him happy, I stopped off at the Mexican restaurant a few blocks from our home.They had some fantastic burritos there and I had a taste for a Latin dish at that moment.
Chapter thirteen
“Abouttimeyougothome,” Jordan said as soon as I climbed out of the car.“I thought I was going to starve to death.”
I chuckled.“Shut up,” I retorted and starting pulling grocery bags from the trunk.He began unpacking the bags and putting items where he wanted them to go while I unloaded the car.After I was done with that, I helped him put the rest of the food up.
“So, what took so long?”Jordan asked as he finished putting the last item away.
“Long lines,” I lied.I didn’t even know why I lied, it wasn’t like Jordan didn’t know I fucked other people.Hell, he did, too.So why didn’t I just tell him?
“Well, maybe we should order something because now I don’t feel like cooking,” he said as he walked towards the sofa.
I pulled the bag of take-out from my car and walked over to the sofa, handing it to him.“I thought as much, so I came prepared.”
“Oooh, I love Mexican,” Jordan beamed as he reached into the bag, pulling out one of the burritos.He took his and gave the bag back to me with the other two.Yeah, I ate a lot.Jordan sometimes complained about my appetite when we didn’t have leftovers after he’d spent a long time in the kitchen cooking the meal.
We watched TV as we ate and when he was half-way done with his burrito, he turned to me.“So, who did you fuck while you were supposed to be shopping?”
I almost choked on my second steak burrito when he asked that.“What makes you think I was out fucking?”
He rolled his eyes.“Come on, now.I’ve known you long enough to know when you’ve been fucking.Plus, you obviously had a fresh shower because that’s not our soap brand I’m smelling on you.”
Shit, he was good, and right.I sighed and nodded.“I met a dude at the sex shop.”
Jordan laughed.“I knew it.Was he good?”
“Yeah, he was.”Damn good.Shit, he was sooo fucking good.My ass was still tingling from what he had done to me.
“Well, well, well, there is something different about you, that’s for sure,” Jordan said as he looked at me more closely, making me feel a bit nervous.
“What?What the fuck are you looking at?”I asked and checked myself out to try to see what he was seeing.
“There’s a glow to your cheeks, Eric.”His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open.“Oh my god!”
“What?”I asked, frowning.
“You got fucked!”
“What the hell are you talking about?”I asked, even though a part of me was trying to figure out why in the world I was still trying to deny it.
“Oh, okay, play dumb with me if you want to.I see right through your bullshit.You got fucked, and you got fucked damn good.Hey, there’s no shame in it, even though you claimed you’d never bottom, like ever, whenever I bring it up.”
“I never said that,” I protested.
