The Hookup Mix-up

Perry

What about me? I’m about to die, that’s what. For some strange-ass reason, I haven’t hooked up with anyone since I met Theo. I’ve thought about it, talked about it, planned it, but no one grabbed my attention because my annoying little puppy wouldn’t get out of my head.

“Well, hopefully, you don’t leave me with blue balls again.” I try to go for light and teasing, like I’m not on the verge of dying from my need to have an orgasm, but I also don’t want to push him. Sure, he suddenly told me he’s bi and came from just my kissing and frotting, but I’m not sure how comfortable he’s going to feel doing stuff to me. “I’m kidding. I can go jerk off.” I try to get up, but his legs tighten around me again. “Clingy little thing, aren’t you? You’re like an octopus, all tangled around me.”

“I’m not… I didn’t…”