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nailing him in the face.
    “Nice arm, bro. And you said you never played any sports.”
    “Besides in my backyard with my cousin, I never did.” I remember playing catch with Jake when he’d come over. He was desperate for the companionship since he never got it at home. We both got to experience different aspects at each other’s houses growing up. It was kind of like living the best of both worlds. I’d go over to his house and be in video game heaven, and he’d come to mine and be in outdoor, country boy heaven. “Anyways, what are we doing tonight?” I ask.
    “I guess we can drive around and look for a bar. I wouldn’t mind getting laid tonight.”
    I really wouldn’t mind that either. It’s been a good minute. When I first took off on the road, I went a little crazy with it, while trying to get Jesika and the past years outta my mind. Out of sight, out of mind, right? Wrong. I’m slowly realizing that sleazing around doesn’t help you get over people or circumstances. It’s time that does. Does that mean I don’t still sleep around and get any when the getting is good? No. I’m a man. And usually, a horny one at that. I’m not stupid though and I always play it safe, but it doesn’t mean I can’t have fun.
    “Okay, get ready and we’ll grab something to eat first then see what there is to do.”
    “Now that’s what I’m talking about. Let’s see what kind of pussy this town has to offer.” He waggles his brows at me.
    “Dude, I was talking about food and drinks. But you’re a crazy fuck, so pussy probably fits under that category for you.”
    “Damn straight. It’s a meal and beverage all in itself.”

 
     
     
    They say first impressions are everything, and boy, oh boy, this is one for the records. The look this guy has on his face as some chick goes down on him is etching itself into my mind. You know the saying ‘Take a picture. It’ll last longer’? Oh, how I wish I had my camera. Even though I’m pretty sure this amazing image is now permanently stored on my own personal hard drive all on its own. His head drops back against the outside wall of the bar, and a moan slowly eases its way out of his throat.
    Hottest. Damn. Thing. EV-ER.
    The thought of wishing that I were the one causing that reaction quickly passes through my mind. It would stay a bit longer if he hadn’t just lifted his head, making eye contact with me. My checking out the show doesn’t faze him at all. Instead, he just grips the chick’s head harder while holding my gaze and pushes her faster and deeper onto what I’m sure is a very nice cock. I instinctively lick my lips at the sight and he rewards me with a grin that sets my panties ablaze. It’s sad and maybe a little sick that this is making me horny. Maybe it’s the fact that I’m in desperate need of getting laid. It’s been forever. So long that I can’t even remember.
    “Either hurry it up or put it up, Sugar.” He tells her. “You’re not holding my interest.” He holds my stare. “I’ve found something better to look at.”
    ‘ Oh God, not me’ I think before it quickly turns to ‘ Please be talking about me’. For some reason, I want to be the better thing that he’s talking about.
    He must know that I’m somewhat liking what I’m seeing because his super, sexy, ‘I could have been a model’ grin slowly takes over his face.
    Pull it in, Dani, and find your senses . They were lost as soon as I turned the corner. Now I must start walking again — right past them.
    “Don’t mind me,” I mumble.
    “No worries. I don’t mind you at all. In fact, I’m really enjoying the view. Just like you are.”
    I try to hide the blush, but his eyes never leave mine causing my blush to deepen. I try not to stare as I make my way to the back door of the bar, but it’s impossible. I’m now more interested in who is kneeling before this hot guy. UN-fucking-believable. I should have known it’d be her. Some things just never change. More