Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 91864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
“Figured I might find you here, Ninja.”
He approached me slowly and stepped beside me, looking at the old picture.
“Brady, you have one needy bottom of a brother,” he said to the picture, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
He hooked an arm around me and forced me close. “I love this party, but I need to get my man home soon.”
“Why?” I asked. “Not like we have anywhere to be. And tomorrow’s the weekend.”
“Damn straight it is.” His eyes settled on my lips. “But I have some things I need you to do for me with that pretty mouth of yours.”
As I started to laugh again, he kissed me.
And I relaxed into it.
He pushed away quickly. “Okay, no, I can’t.”
“What?”
“Wait,” he replied as he squatted and grabbed my legs, lifting me up and throwing me over his shoulder.
He hurried into my old bedroom and shut the door, locking it.
“Ethan, no locked doors!” I exclaimed, trying to sound as scandalized as possible.
He tossed me onto the bed and unfastened his belt.
“What’s he going to do? Ground you?” He removed his belt. “Or slap your ass a few times?”
“We didn’t do spankings in our house.”
He gripped his belt in either hand and slung it over my head, pulling as he squatted, forcing me to him for a kiss, which he broke to say, “Then I think I’m going to be the one who has to punish that ass of yours.”
“You can punish this ass anytime you want.”
As we kissed again, I appreciated how fucking lucky I was to have stumbled into my Straighty at a gay bar one night…when he was randomly held up at gunpoint.…
But then again, I couldn’t help but wonder if maybe it wasn’t all that random.
Special thanks to Amanda for helping us with the medical aspects of the book. Any mistakes are ours.
The End