Chapter 16 The Club

• (Zyair)
• My mind was a mess. Trying to concentrate was proven to be a hard task after what jet and I did in my office. I sighed dreamily, as my mind kept on replaying the scene over and over again. Fuck, I think I need a strong drink and it's only Tuesday. But that doesn't matter. The way jet took his time sucking My dick was something that I could never get tired of thinking about.
• It was eight at night when Drew, and I decided to leave for the club. He was so excited he kept on bouncing his legs in the car all the way there. I was happy that he was alright because I wouldn't know what to do if I lost him.