I dropped down on the pillow behind me and imagined the pretty brunette hovering over my thighs, her eyes locked onto mine as she licked her lips.
"Suck it nice and slow, baby. Just take your time with it. It's my first time." I groaned and pinched the tip of my cock as a shudder ran through me. I hadn't been with a woman that thrilled me in ages, but something told me that if I could just play my cards right, the rich girl with a bad attitude would bring me back to life.
I rolled onto my stomach and pressed my face to the bed as I lifted my ass in the air and worked into my hand at a pace that had my heart racing, and yet...nothing. No excitement or thrill. No promise of release.
"Come on." I groaned and bit my lip, forcing my thoughts to the sexy blonde that had been on the boat with us earlier. She was cute and fun. If the rich girl didn't put out within a few hours of working my charm on her, I'd find the blonde from the boat.
I thrusted hard and rolled back over to my back, treating my cock like an object as I took myself rough and hard.
Nothing. I felt nothing.
"Fuck." I sat up and reached back, grabbing my pillow and launching it across the room. Anger burned through me, and yet there was no outlet. I loved women and spent my nights in the arms of a different one every time, but it was getting old.
I flopped back down in the bed and pulled the cover up around me before turning on my side and forgoing my need to come. It wasn't going to happen. Fuck, it hadn't happened in weeks. All those pretty girls, and I was looking for something I couldn't find.
Daniel needed someone to talk to about confidence, and I needed a shoulder to cry on. But it wasn't going to happen. The guys believed me to be every bit of the cock I'd convinced them I was over the years. No fucking way was I letting down my guard and baring myself to them or anyone else.
Besides, I wouldn't even know where to start.
*
"Hey, fucker. Get up." A bang at my door accompanied by Clay's voice woke me up.
I groaned and rolled over, still half naked under the sheets. "Get out."
"I'm not in the room, idiot. Get up. We're going to for a burger at Jasper's before we head to the party. Let's go." He hit the door a few more times.
I didn't respond, but pulled myself up. Daniel's family was spotting the bill for the summer, and they'd put a spending cap on us, but it was so high that there was no way in hell we would hit it. We were all pretty responsible with it, but when it was time to eat, you ate or you were on your own to lick up everyone's leftovers from the fridge.
A groan left me as I got up and fumbled around in the bedroom as I tried to get dressed. The guys wouldn't want to come back to the house before going to Clint's, so getting ready meant doing so for dinner and the party. I needed a woman with me later that night, even if it wasn't going to end with me finding release. The comfort of having one in my bed was enough to stave off my angst.
I flipped on the light and found a pair of khaki shorts and a polo before walking out and getting my sandals from the porch. The guys were laughing about something as I pulled my deodorant from the cabinet in the kitchen and put on a little bit of cologne. Daniel and Clay were weird about wanting space in the bathroom, and the only solution was to take over a cabinet in the kitchen.
"You awake, buddy?" Derek patted my back as I pressed my hands to the kitchen cabinet and let out a long yawn.
"Yeah, I'm good." I ran my hands over my face and followed them out to Clay's old blue truck. We piled in it and rode to town with the guys singing loudly. I wasn't awake enough to do much more than grunt here and there.
By the time we got to the burger joint, their attention was on me and my lack of personality.
"What's up, man? Too many girls getting away from the famous Brody Myers?" Clay pushed at my shoulder as we walked into the burger place.
"Yep. I need to up my game." I grabbed a menu and walked to a table in the middle of the room. The place was packed, and the noise grated on my nerves a little.
"Up your game?" Daniel sat down across from me as our other friends took the seats on my right and left. "If you haven't upped your game yet, I'm not sure I want to see it."
They laughed as my lip turned up in a smirk. "I'm going after this one chick I met yesterday."
"Oh, yeah?" Derek pulled off his cowboy hat and moved it to rest on his knee. "Tell us about this woman. I'm interested, seeing that you usually don't have someone on your mind more than the three minutes you're plowing into them."
"Hardy har." I glanced up at the waitress and smiled. "Sweet tea, please."
"Sure." Her voice was soft and sexy. She was alright, but in the dark, that voice would sound delicious.
"Beers for the rest of us." Clay handed her the menu. "We all want burgers all the way and two baskets of fries. Right?"
We all nodded, and I leaned back in my chair, ignoring the way the girl's eyes kept returning to me. I was after the rich girl with big tits and an attitude problem. I wouldn't be diverted.
"You getting sappy on us?" Derek popped me in the chest and laughed.