How To Flirt by Troy Hunter

Author:Troy Hunter [Hunter, Troy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-10T23:00:00+00:00

Dale

“Are you nervous?” Cliff asks me, glancing away from the road to study my face.

I shake my head but it’s a lie. I’m nervous as hell, breaking the law like this. Especially when Kate is the one who could get hurt.

Cliff chuckles. “Come on, I know you are. It’s okay.”

I sigh heavily, wishing the ARF device could supply me with every response to every conversation. So far, this conversation isn’t significant enough to change how Cliff perceives me, thus the device remains silent. Plus, I think the stress from our attempts to influence the lottery would contaminate its readings anyway. For now, I’m on my own.

“I’m a little nervous,” Cliff confesses. “You didn’t have a lot of time to make that virus—are you sure it’s going to work?”

“I’m sure.” The virus is the one thing I’m most confident about right now. It was simple to whip it up, and luckily, I had an unused USB on hand.

Kate is meeting us at the Department of Fish and Game. She said to leave the ins and outs of “infiltrating the enemy,” as she put it, to her. I know that made Cliff nervous. Out of all of us, his stakes in this are the highest, emotionally at least. It’s his wolf pups that are out there, lives on the line.

“Analysis indicate the target would benefit from comfort,” the ARF device says.

So could I, I think ruefully. “It’ll be okay, Cliff. Kate can do this. We can do this.” I place a hand on his knee in an attempt to comfort him.

He jolts under my touch and his grip on the steering wheel tightens. I’d think I frightened him or made him angry if I didn’t see the huge bulge of his erect cock.

The ARF device butts in again. “Analysis indicates the target is aroused.”

I don’t need a computer to tell me that, I think. Casually, I slip my hand up his thigh and he draws a deep, shuddering breath.

“Dale.” His voice is husky. “What are you doing?”

I’ve reached his groin now, my hand resting on his erection. “Nothing,” I say innocently.

He sighs as I start moving my hand along his cock, caressing it through his jeans. “Dale, I’m driving,” he warns. But his voice carries a needy keen to it, and I know that even though he’s protesting, he very much wants me to continue.

“Just keep your eyes on the road,” I say, unzipping his pants.

I slide my fingers beneath the waistband of his boxers and catch his hard cock in my hand. I’d forgotten how big it was and I gasp softly with surprise and excitement. Since our first date I’ve been thinking about Cliff almost constantly. And now, alone in his truck as we speed through the countryside, I just want to feel that heat between us again.

My first stroke along his cock starts Cliff trembling, his knuckles white. The second, faster stroke has his precum coating my fingers. I grin and eye him sensually. His head is leaning back against the seat, his cheeks flushed and his breath heavy.

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