Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 31591 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 158(@200wpm)___ 126(@250wpm)___ 105(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31591 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 158(@200wpm)___ 126(@250wpm)___ 105(@300wpm)
"Shall I keep going?" Talon asked as he flicked the button of his pants. I swallowed the puddle of drool on my tongue and nodded slowly; I'd have to be an idiot to turn down his offer. Talon's smirk stretched before he slipped the button through its slot and dropped his jeans to his ankles. It was that moment when I found out that he wasn't wearing underwear. It was also the moment I choked on my tongue and went into a coughing fit.
I'd seen his dick at the club the night before, but I was in panic mode and didn't fully appreciate it. But now I was witnessing Talon in his full splendor; his rock hard, chiseled body, his hairy, heavy balls hanging between thick thighs, and his impressive cock which was swelling as I stared at it.
"Are you okay?" Talon asked in a panic as he kicked off his shoes and jeans.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I wheezed as I managed to catch my breath. "I just wasn't ready for that. You're so gorgeous, Talon. Your body is perfect."
"Thank you, sweetheart." He combed a hand through his hair and bit his lip in a pose that made my blood rush south and my mind buzz with an idea.
"Don't move!" I yelled, jumping from the couch. Talon blinked in surprise but held his position. "Do you still want to help me with my project?"
"Of course; anything you need."
"I need to draw you. My project is a portrait of the male form and your form is art in itself." At my compliment, Talon's cock rose completely and pointed at the ceiling. I swallowed hard and forced my eyes to his as I awaited his answer.
"I'd be honored. Can you do one thing for me?" I nodded quickly. "My phone is in the pocket of my jeans and my friend Hunter is in my contacts. Will you call him and tell him that I'll be here for a while and that he should go home?" When I looked at him in confusion, he explained, "He's waiting in the parking lot for emotional support in case you turned me away."
My heart swelled; this sexy titan was worried about rejection from little ol' me. "Are you sure you want me to call him?"
"I can't move, remember?" he replied with a wink. "Besides, he'll be very happy to hear from you. I can't wait for you to meet all of my friends."
The request was too sweet to decline, and honestly, I was curious about his friends. So, I retrieved his cell phone from his pants and scrolled through his calls until I found a number labeled 'Hunter'. I swiped to dial and he picked up quickly.
"Hey," he answered in a voice almost as deep as Talon's. "How's it going? You okay?"
"Hey, yeah, he's okay. This is Brandon, by the way. He asked me to call you because he can't move at the moment."
"Really? Huh; I never knew Tal was into kinky stuff like being tied down, but more power to you guys."
I nearly dropped the phone from shock while Talon snorted a laugh. "No, no, it's nothing like that. He's just modeling nude for me." Dammit, that doesn't sound any better. I explained, "I'm an artist. Well, I'm trying to become one, anyway and-"
"He is an artist," Talon insisted loudly so that his friend could hear. "You should see his work; it's amazing. And now I'm going to be immortalized in a portrait."
"That's exactly what your ego needs," Hunter groaned.
"Whatever, you're just jealous." I could tell that they had a fun relationship from their teasing banter.
"I'm totally jealous," Hunter admitted.
Wanting to make a good impression on Talon's friend, I offered, "I could draw you too if you like," and then almost dropped the phone again when what sounded like a growl rumbled in Talon's chest.
Hunter chuckled and answered, "I appreciate it, but Talon would probably rip my balls off." To my surprise, Talon nodded his agreement. He apparently had a territorial side, and I won’t deny that I liked it. "But I would love to see your work and meet you in person; we all would." I assumed by 'we all', he meant the men Talon lived with. "Are you free for dinner tonight? We'd love to have you over."
I looked at Talon to make sure he didn't mind the invitation, and my heart skipped a beat at his hopeful expression. "That sounds great."
"Awesome. I'll let you guys get back to what you were doing and I'll see you both at seven."
"I'm looking forward to it."
"So am I."
Hunter closed the call and I replaced Talon's phone before taking a seat on the loveseat again. I turned to a blank page in my sketchpad and picked up my pencil. "Are you ready?"
"Ready," Talon replied, and tucked his lip between his teeth again.