Summer Catch: a Charleston Condors novella by Beth Bolden

Author:Beth Bolden [Bolden, Beth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-09-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

I woke up today and I can’t stop smiling.

Jon didn’t disagree as he grinned down at Kieran’s text.

Then another one arrived, right under the first one of the morning. Nadia asked me if I finally got laid.

What did you tell her? Jon asked.

He wasn’t upset if Kieran had confided in his friend. But he was also curious what Kieran had said to her. I told her it wasn’t any of her business. But I don’t think she believed me.

Why not?

Kieran sent him a picture then—a selfie, actually—and yes, he was grinning. A big wide smile on his handsome face, and oh yeah, there in the crook of his neck, was an undeniable red splotch on his tan skin. A red splotch that Jon’s mouth had made just the night before.

Whoops.

He’d known at some point during the second, lazier makeout session that he’d gotten a little obsessed with the way Kieran smelled and then tasted like, but mostly the way he moaned, deep and resonant, when Jon kissed his neck.

So he’d kept doing it. A lot. He’d assumed he hadn’t left any marks, but apparently he’d underestimated his own fervor.

And isn’t that the theme of this? You underestimated everything.

How straight you are.

How much you like Kieran.

How intoxicating he is.

Whoops. Sorry.

Don’t be. I definitely liked it.

Yeah, Kieran had. Had really liked it when Jon had sucked his neck and gave him another, slower, more deliberate, hopefully better handjob.

Then Kieran had slid to his knees and blown Jon’s mind with his mouth.

He’d never considered himself sex-obsessed but he kinda was, now.

Couldn’t wait another twelve hours before he could see Kieran again.

What else do you like?

Jon was really glad he was in his office, alone, and he was sitting at his desk, because Kieran texted back. You. Hard and leaking against my tongue and coming down my throat.

He cleared his throat. Feeling the hard, aching pulse throbbing insistently in his pants.

You’re not playing fair.

And you like it.

I love it.

You going hard to your meeting?

I’m TRYING not to but someone insists on tormenting me.

Bad news. We got another reservation for tonight. It’s gonna be packed. Not gonna be able to meet up.

Jon groaned out loud.

I know, Kieran texted before Jon could even answer. I’m bummed, too. But you’re gonna still get yourself off. I’m gonna talk you through it.

Now?

Jon tried to pretend that his heartbeat accelerating was because what Kieran was suggesting was reckless and stupid and he shouldn’t do it. But in reality, he didn’t think he’d ever been this excited, ever.

He wanted all of this, and he wanted more.

You have your meeting, Kieran said, and Jon could practically hear his words in that cute, teasing tone of his. After. Later tonight. I’ll slip away before it gets busy. I wanna talk you through it. I wanna hear you come.

What about you?

I’m gonna enjoy the hell out of just this. Trust me on this one.

“You ready for the meeting?”

Jon looked up from his phone, feeling flushed and guilty.

“I . . .uh . . .

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