A Dirty Drag Collection (Dirty Drag #1, 2, & 3)

his mouth to say something sarcastic, to lighten the mood, but decided against it. “It’s okay, with how I’ve acted, it’s no wonder you’d draw that conclusion. But I mean it. I’d like to get to know you.” Ashley swallowed, “For us to know each other.”
    Rick’s smile broadened. “I’d like that.”
    “So, how do we do that?” Ashley asked.
    “With time.” Rick stated simply.
    “You’re a man of few words.” Ashley smiled slyly.
    “And you’re a man of many.” Rick said with a teasing glint in his eyes.
    “Touché. But really, I’m not very good at this, and I already feel like I know you.”
    “Yeah?” Rick spoke softly, “what do you think you know?”
    “I know you’re thoughtful. When you had to meet your family, you still took the time to drive me home. And you’re loyal and keep your word, like how you passed up a day of sex with me to go camping, keeping your prior commitments. You’re a considerate lover, making sure we both get the most pleasure possible. You cook and clean and wouldn’t mind if I didn’t. If I’m being honest, you could probably find a way to bribe me into cleaning up.” Ashley gave him a wink. “Your place is neat and welcoming, which says a lot about you. I know you have a good sense of humor and smile a lot. You have a foot fetish, and it doesn’t bother you that I have one for heels and doing drag. You have a sweet tooth and like Star Wars. I know you like dogs, or at least had one growing up. And that you like cuddling and having me close, even in public. I know you’re really patient,” Ashley smiled, “with me at least.”
    “I think -” Rick started, but Ashley interrupted him.
    “I’m not finished yet. I could probably spend another hour coming up with little things I’ve already noticed about you. We could sit here and talk about your favorite color or your childhood best friend, but that’s not how I get to know people. I know that it’s not as easy to get to know me like that, and that’s my fault for putting up fronts. And, you know what? I like all that stuff about you, and I want you to learn stuff like that about me.” Ashley paused and took a deep breath before adding in a softer voice, “And hopefully you’ll like what you learn.”
    “I was trying to say I think we should leave and finish talking later.”
    “You haven’t finished eating yet.” Ashley pointed out. He hadn’t either, but he didn’t plan to finish his meal since his mind and appetite was fully on Rick.
    “I’m not hungry, not for that anyway.” Rick nodded at his food before letting Ashley see the burning desire in his eyes. More than just seeing the craving in Rick’s expression, it was as if Ashley could feel it. His body responded, and he could feel his cock starting to get hard in his slacks. He was really glad that he wasn’t tucked, but still, there wasn’t much room for growth in his panties.
    “Oh,” Ashley said, catching on to why Rick wanted to leave. “Hearing how great you are gets you going, does it?” Ashley teased him a little.
    “It wasn’t hearing how great I am; it was the way you said it and knowing that’s how you see me that has me wanting to take you right here on the floor of the Dairy Queen.”
    “Rick, you almost sound like me.” Ashley said playfully.
    “You must have rubbed off on me.”
    “If I remember correctly, it was you who rubbed off on me.” Ashley reached down to adjust his now full erection.
    “Seriously, are you going to invite me back to your place, or do I have to drag you out to my truck,” he lowered his voice so Ashley had to lean forward to hear, “and fuck you across the bench seat?”
    “I thought you wanted us to get to know each other better.” Ashley clarified wanting to make sure this wasn’t a trick to see how serious he was.
    “Is a night spent having passionate, animalistic sex going to make it harder to get to know each other?”
    “It’s making something harder.” Ashley mumbled. “So you want to come back to my place for some raunchy sex?” He said more cheerfully knowing Rick wanted to go to his place because it was closer.
    In lieu of answering, Rick just stood up and motioned for Ashley to do the same. When Ashley wasn’t quick enough, Rick grabbed is arm and helped him to his feet. With a hand on his lower back, Rick lead him towards the exit. “Wait,” Ashley protested, “we have to bus our table.”
    Rick growled, but started quickly loading up the