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Stand and Defend: Chapter 17

Jordan

It’s been a week since I lost everything. Cam has been the one by my side to help me wade through the putrid swamp that is my life. I’ve been trying to be as helpful as possible around the house. Laundry, cooking, keeping the place clean and tidy wherever I can. It’s difficult, considering he has people he pays to do those things. I’ve washed and folded all the shirts I’ve borrowed. When I go to return them, his bedroom door is cracked. I knock, but there’s no answer. I push the door open and freeze.

He’s got his headphones on.

And that’s it.

He’s naked. Completely naked. Dropping my gaze to his pierced, Pringle-can dick, I gasp like the wind has been knocked out of me. I press a hand to my chest as if I transformed into a southern belle clutching her goddamn pearls. He’s walking across the room like it’s no big deal. His eyes reach mine, and he grins.

“Oh my god!” I shout.

Once I’m able to tear my eyes away, I grab the doorknob and slam the door to the sound of him laughing his ass off. I cover my mouth, even though I’m certain my jaw is still on the floor. The whole interaction was only a matter of seconds, but it felt like I was staring at it for minutes. Fucking sue me. A built, tatted up, hot-as-hell hockey player—you’re telling me you wouldn’t look at his giant pierced penis?

“Sorry! I, um, I’m leaving the clothes outside your door. ’Kay, thanks!”

“Sounds good,” he chirps, a smile in his voice. He sounds proud of himself. To be fair, he should be. What did I see? How many piercings was that?

Just my luck that he’s home for the next four days. That won’t make things awkward. I roll my eyes.

I try not to think about what sex is like for all the women he sleeps with. He had some serious hardware going on. What does it feel like? Is he a generous lover? I’ve heard big dicks can be selfish, as if the size makes up for their lack of effort. Ugh! I’ll never be able to get the image out of my head.

I shoot off an email to my lawyer and financial manager to get a meeting set up. I need to get my finances back in order as soon as possible so I can move out of here.

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