Chapter 11
“Okay, okay. Y’all were the best fuck I’ve had in a long time.”
And he meant it. He’d been with Jordan for so long that he’d forgotten what fresh sex was like. More than that, he realized what he should have seen before. The sex between him and Jordan meant more to Jordan than it had to him. For Jordan the sex was love driven. The contrast to Kip’s carefree sex for the fun of it showed Neil that when he had been with Jordan it was, in fact, making love, or at least Jordan could have construed that it was. For Neil it was sex for the sake of sex.
“So, you want me to stay, or should I get dressed and get the hell out of your way?” Kip asked.
Neil thought for a moment, then he said, “If you promise you’re not going to fall in love with me, stay.”
“Fall in love with you? Hell, no. You’re not my type. I like ‘em big, tall, hairy, and muscular.”
Neil frowned. “But I am big, tall, hairy, and muscular.”