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Unknown Binding
First published October 1, 2018
Stepping back, I smiled and she swayed a little.
“Holy crap. Best kiss of my life. You must have kissed a lot of women to get that damn good.”
I winked. “You could say that, darlin’. Glad to hear you liked it.”
Turning on her heels, she rushed back to the table where all her friends were laughing and whistling. I turned to see Amelia, Wade, and…fuck my life…Maebh. They stood at the opposite end of the bar, looking at me.
“Looking for another slut to kiss?” Amelia hissed. I jerked back like I’d been slapped in the face.
“What?” My sisters had never had a problem with my flirting habits before, so why was my baby sister giving me a hard time?
“Do you do this often?”
My question was like a slap to his face. He stepped back quickly, his hand pushing through his dark hair.
“I saw you kissing that girl, and I’ve seen you before bringing girls to a back room in your bar. I’m not like those women, Cord. I’m not going to spread me legs so you can shag me and then walk away. You don’t even act like you like me half the time.”
What in the hell is going on with me? I wasn’t the one-lady type of guy. I liked women. Lots of women. Seven days a week of women. I couldn’t honestly see me settling down with just one.
One of Mitchell’s friends said he’d overheard some girl at the bar say I had a golden dick after I fucked her.
And like that, she walked out of the room. I knew she’d heard rumors of my man-whoring ways. Hell, she’d even admitted to seeing me take women in the back of the bar, but for her to see that T-shirt did something to me. It was like we were bragging about all the women I’d fucked—and fucked—over the years.
The last time I was on a swing, Savannah Hughes was wrapped around me, fucking the shit out of me.
“Are you always so crude when describing sex?”
“Yes. Because that’s what I do, Maebh. I fuck.”
I was ruined.
Maebh O’Sullivan had just ruined me for other women…she’d ruined me forever.
I could count on my hand the women I’d gone down on.
Kylie Burks, my fuck buddy in high school and college, was the one I’d done it to the most. She’d taught me how to lick, when to suck, how many fingers to put inside.
“Use protection,” Tripp said sternly.
“What the hell, bro. I’ve never forgotten a condom.”
Tripp laughed. “Trust me, you’ll almost forget. Trust me.”
“No way. I’ve always housed the hose before I curl the toes.”
“What?”
“I cover my stump before I hump.”
“Jesus.”
Smiling, I kept going. “When they go into heat, I package my meat. I wrap it in foil before I check the oil.”
“Please stop.”
“No glove, no love.”
Right as I stepped up on the sidewalk, a familiar face was in front of me. My feet stopped instantly.
“Cord Parker! Oh, my God! I was just coming to the bar to say hi!”
Kylie Burks.
The only other woman I had ever had sex with more than three times, was standing in front of me. My eyes took her in. She had changed some, but she was still a beautiful woman. Not as beautiful as Maebh, but I certainly saw why I had no problems going back for more.
“Kylie, holy shit. What are you doing in Oak Springs?”
