The Pick Up (Up Red Creek Book 1) by Allison Temple

Author:Allison Temple [Temple, Allison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2018-03-04T18:30:00+00:00

The sleep the night before had been one of the worst of Adam’s life. He had been by turns horny and horrified. The remembered heat of Kyle’s body against his made him too warm, and he kicked off the blankets. Then shame crept in and left him naked and cold. His teeth chattered, and he shivered until he pulled the blankets back up around his neck. The friction of the sheets against his skin whispered like Kyle’s fingers on his back, and the whole cycle would start over.

At five o’clock he gave up. With a growl to the silent room, he heaved himself upright. He growled more when he realized his dick was upright too. Fuck. This was not how he’d planned to start his day. He needed to get Kyle out of his system.

He took a cold shower, but his erection persisted stubbornly, his balls aching. When he took himself in his palm, his hips kicked forward so hard he nearly slipped. It would serve him right if he cracked his skull in the shower over this. He wasn’t using his brain anyway.

The tiles were icy on his forehead as he leaned against them and jerked off roughly. He fought the memories that played through his head, the weight of Kyle pushing against him in the hall, the scent of him at the crook of his neck. He tried to take Kyle’s face out of the picture, pretend it was some stranger, but the memories played on loop for hours. They were followed by fantasies with Kyle, naked and gasping in Adam’s bed. Kyle on his knees as he stared up at Adam with those big brown eyes. His slick lips parted, his mouth opened wide as he took Adam into—

“Oh fuck.” Adam groaned as his balls spasmed and his hips lost their rhythm. He watched as long white lines of come spurted from his dick. They splattered against the tile and oozed down the shower wall. The orgasm spread down his legs and up his chest until his fingers and toes tingled. He whimpered as he remembered the sensation of Kyle’s hand on the straining fly of his pants. This was the orgasm Kyle would have given him, if he’d let him, now intensified with eight hours of tortured sleep and sexual frustration.

Shame crept back in. His behavior was inexcusable. From the second he’d kissed Kyle until now, as he’d unapologetically jerked off to the thought of a man he shouldn’t want, everything had been wrong.

The silence of his apartment closed in, like it wanted to suffocate him.

He flipped through his phone, checking for emails or anything else to distract him. There was nothing. He wrote a long text message to Rebecca, then remembered it wasn’t even six in the morning yet, so he deleted it. The message he tried to write for Kyle got as far as It’s not you, it’s me before he deleted the whole thing in disgust. He put on shorts and a T-shirt, grabbed his phone and a pair of headphones, and laced up his running shoes.

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