“Whoa! Hold up, big guy.” I tugged Charlie’s shirt before he waltzed away. “I’m standing right here. I don’t need a secretary to schedule my life. And I’ll be busy in the studio, so…no, thanks.”
“Actually, you’re not busy in the afternoon. I think the appointment is at four o’clock. Dec’s mom is showing Tegan and him a house in the hills at the same time. He told me that, then yelled something about waiting for you to get your ass in gear.” Charlie circled his wrists like a magician conjuring a spell. “I feel like this is all coming together for a reason.”
“Char—”
“Gotta run.”
I shot a harried glance at Charlie’s retreating form before refocusing on Cody. “Thanks a lot.”
Cody chuckled. “I refuse to apologize. You need your eyes checked anyway. But I’ll make you a deal. I’ll take you to your appointment and then…if you’re good, I’ll take you to the Griffith Observatory afterward.”
“I’m not going to want anything but sex and chocolate after that,” I grumbled.
“Okay.”
I furrowed my brow. “Okay?”
“Yeah, I like that plan better,” he replied with a mischievous grin. “Tomorrow’s my day off. I’ll swing by to pick you up here at three thirty. Do you have condoms?”
“Excuse me?”
“Condoms. Latex sheath barriers used to protect yourself and your partner from STDs.”
“I know what a condom is, smartass,” I huffed.
He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “I hope so.”
I considered him for a long moment, loving the subtle shades of pink dotting his cheeks. His abrupt shifts from being so damn proper and controlled one minute to a raging horndog the next were a major turn-on. Fuck, I wanted him.
“If you’re curious, I use the big ones.”
Cody bit his bottom lip. “I figured.”
“So, I gotta ask…” I glanced around the empty office before meeting his gaze again. “What’s on your mind?”
“Sex.”
I widened my eyes comically. “I see.”
“No pressure, of course. I like what we’re doing. Last night was amazing.”
It was. I’d tied Cody to my bedpost and edged him for an hour…at his request. Not the edging part, just the tying-up portion of the program.
It had been another unexpected evening for sure. We ate dinner outside, playing footsies under the table while we talked about our favorite books and teachers we remembered from elementary school. Then we cleaned up and went to my room to check off a to-do from his sexual wish list. He said he’d never been handcuffed, and that seemed like a good way to spend the rest of the night.
I couldn’t find my cuffs, but a few old neckties did the trick. I’d tied him up and sucked his cock while I fingered his hole. And yeah, I made it last. Every time he got close, I slowed down or backed off altogether. When I rubbed my beard against his inner thighs and licked the sensitive skin behind his balls and around his hole, he came like a freight train. I’d waited for him to stop trembling, then rolled him onto his stomach and slid my cock between his ass cheeks a grand total of two strokes before shooting my load. I held him close in the aftermath, wondering why everything felt better with him.
Cody wasn’t a virgin. He’d been with other men, and I certainly had my share of experience…and probably someone else’s too. So what was it about this guy? He was handsome but not model gorgeous. He was unassuming, but he wasn’t innocent or unworldly. He didn’t need my protection, my money, or my influence. Yet somehow, he was the only one I wanted. I hadn’t been with anyone, man or woman, since the night we met at The Zebra Den. I wanted inside him more than I could possibly communicate, but it seemed important to follow his lead.
“Yeah. I’m gonna miss you tonight. What are you doing again?”
“I’m going on a ‘dearly departed’ macabre tour for my friend, George’s birthday. It takes you to where they filmed a few horror movies, like Nightmare on Elm Street. He’s into creepy things, so this is perfect for him. Topher organized it. And since he’s my roommate, I’m sure he’ll rope me into helping him. Toph is obsessed with timeliness.”
“You must get along well,” I teased.
“We do. Although he’s much worse. I’m practically laid-back compared to him.”
“Hmph. I’ll have to meet him sometime and judge for myself.”
Cody frowned. “You want to meet my friends? Really?”
“Of course. You’ve met my friends.”
“That’s different. My friends know about you,” he said.
“I’ll tell my friends about you right now.”
Cody grabbed my arm. “No. I work here now, and later…I’d rather not. That’s all. So, tomorrow?”
I nodded slowly. “Yeah. Tomorrow.”
The following afternoon, I snuck out of the studio after Dec and Tegan left and before the rest of the guys made their way outside. It probably wasn’t necessary to go into full stealth mode. They knew about my doctor appointment, courtesy of Charlie. But I figured if Cody was serious about not wanting them to know about us, it was best not to advertise that he was my ride.