The Sex Coach by Garrett Leigh

Author:Garrett Leigh [Leigh, Garrett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fox Love Press
Published: 2020-10-08T04:00:00+00:00

11

Toby

I left Cole’s at midnight and drifted home, clean from the second shower I’d taken at his place and full of the weird spicy noodles we’d eaten together like we hadn’t just covered each other in oil, sweat, and come.

It took me hours to fall asleep, and my alarm woke me far too soon. I turned it off and went back to sleep, and Joe’s pissed-off voice woke me sometime later.

Damn. I’d answered the phone in my sleep. “. . . um . . . shit, sorry. I overslept.”

“Yeah, I figured,” Joe grumbled. “Then I remembered the time I thought you had, and you were actually stuck in the barn under that collapsed beam and freaked the fuck out.”

A sleepy laugh bubbled out of me. “You freaked out then too, but I was fine. Just stuck.”

“Yeah, yeah. Listen, George is here, so don’t rush in. I don’t need you till lunchtime, and he reckons you were out all night, so . . .”

“I wasn’t out all night.”

“It’s not my business if you were. I’m just offering you the chance to go back to sleep.”

“I’m awake now.”

Joe sighed. “Whatever. Do what you like.”

He hung up. I lay back on my bed and contemplated my options. With a head full of Cole, going back to sleep was impossible, but working on the farm, waiting for him to pop up around every corner had got under my skin all week long. Maybe a break from it would stop me reliving every second we’d been naked together. Then again, maybe time on my hands would have me replaying the quiet conversations we’d had after instead. If you could call them conversations. Cole had done most of the talking, while I’d listened, half a mind still in his bed, the rest of me obsessed with his deep voice.

Seriously. His voice. It didn’t seem to matter if he was talking about sex or how stinky the train from Mumbai to Goa had been, he still hypnotised me.

Was still hypnotising me hours after I’d dipped out of his kitchen and headed for home.

I screwed my eyes shut and let my imagination have its way. My dick hardened, and it was almost too easy to wrap my hand around it and picture Cole as he’d come last night. How his body had tightened and flexed, from his jaw to his perfect feet. The sounds he’d made.

Then I pictured myself, and the flood of heat to my groin won the battle with the creeping need to feel self-conscious.

I’d never made myself come in front of anyone, but with Cole’s gaze on me, I’d been unable to contemplate doing anything else. I’d wanted him to see me as much as I’d wanted to see him, though I’d epically failed in drawing it out.

I took a deep breath and tried again, focussing on every instruction he’d whispered in my ear. Slow and hard, I jacked my dick, picturing him again, recalling the tension in his jaw as he’d fought his climax, his straining muscles and hooded eyes.

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