The Two-Night One-Night Stand by Ryan Ringbloom

Author:Ryan Ringbloom [Ringbloom, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: The Two Night Stand
Publisher: Ryan Ringbloom
Published: 2016-09-26T18:30:00+00:00

I STRUGGLE WITH the key to my apartment. I used my app to call for the ride this time, using my address as the destination. Holly’s drunken giggles and teasing insinuation that I still lived at home had provoked me to prove to her that I didn’t. Why did I make that asinine comment about what my mother said? Why?

Ha! If she thinks that’s bad, you should tell her some of things I’ve said.

Terrific. Here’s the Peen-nut gallery. Because my judgement isn’t skewed enough right now.

Please, you’re lucky I’m here at all after what went down earlier with that bearded dude. Thank God this chick showed up, or you might have never heard from me again. Now, let’s get her out of those jeans.

“Your apartment is nice. Very clean.” She shakes some snow from her hair and does a quick inspection. “Do you keep it this clean? Or do you have a little help from someone?”

I know what she’s implying. “No help from Mom. It’s all me, I keep it this way.”

She shifts her gaze from the surroundings to me and does a wobbly yet seductive walk over to where I’m standing. Her lips tease, coming in close without actually touching mine. My breath hitches with the anticipation of what’s to come.

“I need to use the bathroom,” she whispers, toying with the buttons on my shirt. She gets two undone before I break away and lead her down the small hall to the bathroom.

Once she’s out of sight, I become blisteringly aware of the bleariness lifting and my senses starting to return. Shit. I’m sobering up. Maybe not completely but enough where I’m starting to second-guess this whole situation. Holly’s still drunk, but if I’m not I can’t do this.

I will cut you!

Shut up. I need to think.

What happened to I’m in charge?

Lost in my internal struggle, I don’t hear Holly sneak back up on me. Her arms wrap around me from behind and her eager hands travel down to the front of my jeans. “Don’t tell Mommy, but you know what I’m gonna do to you?” She undoes the top button and tugs down the zipper. Her hand slips inside my boxers and grasps.

Here we go. Talk to me, baby!

“You like dirty talk, Matthew?” she murmurs into my ear, and starts stroking. My dick stiffens instantly, letting her know that fuck yeah, I do. “I need this cock, Matthew. You made me come so hard last time, I need you to do it again,” her teeth nip at my earlobe, “and again.”

Wait. This is wrong. A new voice emerges. It’s definitely not Peen, but it’s not my brain either. It’s my conscience. You know you can’t do this. Not like this.

Fuck.

“Women absorb alcohol into their bloodstream faster and metabolize it slower than men,” I say in a gravelly voice, easing her hand back up to a safe zone.

“Is that a fact?” She gives me a haughty smirk. Her hand ignores my guidance and travels right back down. “Is that

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