Page 35 of Living Hell

ELEVEN

Iona

HOW OVER-THE-TOP DOI have to be for this guy to get the hint I wanted to fuck him?

I‘m horny. Tyler was obviously sporting wood. We were on a bed and he was already naked. The scenario couldn’t be more perfect.

I gave it some thought while he was in the shower. It might get dicey given our past, but I was leaving in less than two months. The most that would happen was we would screw a few times to get it out of our systems. Then, after living together for a while, we’d get on each other’s nerves. Even the best of friends had fights once they shared a living space. It happened. At that point, I’d be ready to leave anyway.

It was kind of perfect, actually. I had no idea why I fought so hard with myself about having sex with Tyler. This scenario was a dream come true.

“You want me to kiss you?”

I glanced down at the large bulge covered in white and hoped it was more cock than towel.

“Only if you want to.” I slid my hand a little farther up his warm, firm thigh. “I would never make anyone do something they didn’t want to do.”

His eyes darkened like an ocean in a storm as they lifted from my stomach to my breasts and then landed on my lips. Now if it was his lips that did that, instead of his gaze, I’d be a happy faux-fiancée.

“I want to. It’s just . . . we’re roommates.”

“Uh-huh.” I nodded. “And your point?”

His tongue darted out and licked his bottom lip. Tyler was deep in thought. I was sure images of me naked were dancing in his head, so it dumbfounded me why he wasn’t already reaching out for me. I was sprawled out before him, stated how I wished he would kiss me, and his dick was ready for action. Yet, he hadn’t moved.

“Would it be more than a kiss? If so, would we do it only once? Or is this a friends-with-benefits kind of situation? I need to know the game plan here.”

I blew out a frustrated breath. Can’t he just be in the moment? If I knew he would analyze everything, I wouldn’t have asked him.

No, that’s not true. His body was too hot for me not to try to seduce him at some point. But it wouldn’t have been today. Okay, it might have been today, but definitely not this morning. Maybe late afternoon.

I slid my fingers a few inches up his leg until I struck gold. The big Kahuna was being tickled by my fingers and it was glorious watching his eyes roll back in his head.

That’s the look I fantasized about the past week.

“I hadn’t said yes yet,” he said, but I noticed he wasn’t stopping me, either.

I bit my bottom lip and turned toward him. My nipple brushed against his knee and it was the most action I had in months.

“Then it’s a no?” I removed my hand from his hard, thick cock.

It wasn’t easy to do but I would never force myself on anyone.

“I didn’t say that, either.”

Tyler’s chest moved up and down as he battled with himself. For me, this was an easy question to answer, but I suspected he might require more of an emotional attachment to be with a woman.

“Then what are you saying? It’s a simple question, Tyler. If you don’t want to, that’s fine. Like I said, I have my action team with me to keep me satisfied but fair warning, I will be using images of this,” I pointed to his body, “for usage at later dates.”

He blushed and wrapped his arm across his chest. “I feel so naked right now.”

Not naked enough.

I sat up to face him. “I’m trying to be honest. If you want to use me in your fantasies, that’s fine, too. I’m okay with it. It’s the twenty-first century, Tyler. Let freedom ring.”

His brow creased. “That’s not what it means—”

“Just let go.” I grabbed his hand that was on his chest and placed it on my tit. His eyes widened but he hadn’t pulled away.

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