We’re Nothing But Animals – Chapter 1

“It was the stupidest thing you’ve ever made me read. I mean, chocolate starfish? Who the fuck would even use that as a comparison to someone’s asshole?” I groaned, raising an inquisitive brow to my friend Jesse. Her only answer was a shrug of her shoulders as she raised her hands above her head. “Apparently someone did,” she chuckled.

Let’s face it, I’m a bit of a freak. Jess thought I’d like that stupid fifty shades of bullshit because it’s right up my alley. If horrible writing were right up my alley… Sticks and stones may break my bones, but chains and whips excite me and all that. It was hard for me to find a guy to play with like that. No one could keep up with my insatiable libido, despite all my looking. I took another long sip of my espresso as my blue eyes glared daggers into my friend. “Never… Again… A third grader could write better smut than that.”

“Really? I thought it’d be right up your alley with all the… stuff with the guy in the room and…” Jess trailed off, looking awkwardly off to the side. Geez, I couldn’t talk anything inappropriate with her in public. “Sex, Jesse, just say it. Sex, doing the deed, banging, boning, bumping uglies, wham bam-“

“Noooo thank you!” she squeaked, her flustered cheeks a cherry red. All I could do was laugh at her embarrassment. “You’ll never get laid at this rate, you nun,” I chuckled.

In the middle of our conversation, we both came to a screeching halt as we watched a young man walk by. He looked more mature strutting around in a nice suit, maybe a bit young for Jesse’s taste, but damn, I wanted to give that ass a pinch. “Whoo, Jess, get a load of that. That right there is a statuesque god of chocolate thunder,” I purred, loud enough for the young man to hear. As her head turned, a bright flush of color flooded her cheeks again as she squeaked and turned away, noticing he was looking. “Sweet mercy, Katie, this is why I can’t be seen in public with you!” she whispered nervously.

Gorgeous green eyes stared back at me as I gave the kid a flirtatious wave, that sweet smirk he gave in return giving me a few goosebumps. I’d take him home and have my way with him for a week straight if I could. Even if I didn’t take him home, at least I made someone’s day with a nice compliment…