CJ didn’t stop at that beach house, he just kept running and running, heading down the sand like a man possessed. Mills followed, keeping his distance, but doing his damnedest to make sure CJ stayed in sight. No way was he going to risk CJ’s mood. CJ ran until there Mills actually worried about him, then the crazy son of a bitch headed into the water.
Crap. He had to stay close enough to save that fine ass if he had to, but the didn’t want CJ to try kicking his ass for interrupting the blow job.
Much love, y’all.