Page 51 of Flashback
It was after six, and people were still here.
Didn’t they have homes to go to? Places to be? Other people to see?
If this were any other day, any other time, he’d be okay with everyone hanging around. In fact, he’d be thrilled that his first barbecue was such a success. He glanced toward the house.
Any day except today.
Today when he still had Mazey’s taste on his tongue. Her moans and gasps on repeat in his ears.
He’d almost come all over himself when she’d fallen apart beneath his mouth, and that was after she’d taken his black balls and sucked them inside out only moments before.
It had been so close that he’d actually reached down and jerked off. Three strokes and he’d spilled on the kitchen floor at his feet.
He hadn’t cared about the mess, not that there was much of one after he had twisted and sat on his ass to stop Mazey from hitting the floor when she’d toppled off the counter.
It had been the hottest, most erotic experience of his life. And he wasn’t an expert on porn, but if someone had been filming them, they’d make millions off the footage.
He didn’t need video though. The whole thing kept looping in his head. The sights, the sounds, the smells...
Fuck!It was 3D Technicolor playing in his brain, and he’d been walking around with a fucking boner all damn day. He’d worn his tightest briefs to contain the unruly thing. He hadn’t gotten any strange looks or comments—thankfully—so maybe the effort had worked.
Shame he couldn’t find a pair of tight briefs for his memory bank.
“Hey, my designated driver and I are heading out,” Jack said, his arm slung around Alyssa’s neck.
Rylan forced a smile. “Thanks for coming.”
Would they get offended if he pushed them out the door? They were the last two here and only because Alyssa had insisted on helping Mazey clean up.
“Great place.” Jack looked around. “Kind of big for just one guy.”
Rylan didn’t miss the way his friend’s gaze paused on the kitchen window, where Mazey stood at the sink washing up. He ignored that and said, “Yeah, but that deck.”
Jack laughed. “Yeah. The deck.”
“Let’s go.” Alyssa poked Jack in the ribs. “I need to get home.”
“Everything all right?” Jack asked, his concerned gaze on Alyssa.
“Yep. Fine. I just need to get home.”
“You sure?” Jack pressed, catching Rylan’s attention with the edge in his voice.
He studied their friend. He knew she’d had issues with her sister a few weeks ago, but he thought that had been worked out.
“Of course.” Alyssa ducked out from under Jack’s arm and stepped away. “C’mon. You’re on shift tomorrow.”
She was right. He, Jack, and Mazey all worked tomorrow. “I’ll see you in the morning, Jack. See you Tuesday, Alyssa?”
Nodding, she said, “Sure will. I already said goodbye to Maz, so we’ll go out the side gate.”
“Oh, okay. Thanks again for coming.”
Did he follow them and make sure the gate closed behind them? He glanced at the house. Would it be obvious what he was about to do if he went straight inside? He didn’t know what the deal between him and Mazey was yet, and he didn’t want to fuck it up before it began.
Deciding he should continue to be a good host he said, “I’ll see you out.”
“No need. I’ll lock the gate behind us.” Alyssa pushed to her toes and kissed his cheek, whispering in his ear, “Don’t hurt her,” before dropping to her heels once more.
