Pretty Boy by K.M. Neuhold

Pretty Boy by K.M. Neuhold

Author:K.M. Neuhold [Neuhold , K.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-03T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter‌ ‌13‌

Sterling

I tug at the hem of my t-shirt, scowling at it.

“I can’t wear this,” I tell Barrett for the third time today. The first two times he was plenty understanding; this time he groans.

“Sweetheart, I’ve told you twice already, you can wear whatever you’re comfortable in. I have dress clothes in my closet or you can wear what you have on.”

“They’ll never think I’m good enough,” I tell him, glancing toward the closet and weighing my options. I wasn’t this nervous the first time I thought I was meeting his friends, but now I know they hate me.

“You’re good enough,” he insists, coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around me. He slides one hand down to the front of my pants, cupping the cage and tugging at my trapped cock. Since he put it on a few days ago, I’ve been turned on non-stop. I can feel the weight of it every time I move, and when I swell against it, I remember all over how good it felt when he put it on. I shiver at the memory and feel the curve of Barrett’s smile against the back of my neck. “You’re mine,” he reminds me, and I nod.

I can do this. If I can uproot my life like nothing, I can face his friends. And if they want to keep hating me after this, there ain’t much I can do about it.

I eye the closet again and try to talk myself into wearing whatever he’s offering.

“Were they…I mean, did ya get ‘em for…” I pause, licking my lips, trying to decide if I even want the answer.

“They’re not anyone else’s. I got them for you.”

I let out a relieved breath, finally reaching for the closet door to open it. There’s a row of clothes that look to be about my size, so I grab a few things and start putting them on.

Barrett follows me in, leaning against the edge of the door to watch me dress.

“It’s dumb,” I tell him, rolling my eyes at myself. “I know you ain’t no virgin; I just like to pretend I’m special.”

I pull up my pants and look up to see Barrett closing the distance between us. He takes my face between his hands and waits until I’m looking into his eyes to speak. “You are special.”

I nod against his grasp, and he leans in to press a kiss to my lips.

Once I’m dressed, I pause in front of the full length mirror that’s hanging on the far wall of the closet, admiring the nice clothes and smoothing down a few barely noticeable wrinkles while I work up my courage to glance at my face. What will his friends think when they see me? Will they give me pitying looks or downright disgusted ones? I look away from my reflection quickly so I don’t end up talking myself out of going to dinner at all.

“Ready to go?” he asks, and I sigh.

“Ready as I’ll ever be,” I decide.

I shouldn’t



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