Page 4 of Sweet Girl

I noticedher the moment she walked into Bean Haven. Her bright blonde hair frames her heart-shaped face, cheeks flushed from the cold weather outside. She’s still bundled in a wool jacket that wraps tightly around her waist with a tie, her long legs looking so sexy covered in tight denim and thigh-high fuck-me boots.

My cock hardens behind my jeans, and I rub my palm hard against it under the table to relieve the ache. Emma is my best friend’s girlfriend, but fuck if I don’t want a piece of her. She’s easily the sexiest girl in this town, almost too young for me, but not young enough for me to run the other way. I push my boundaries by flirting with her, loving how she reacts to it. After Dom made his plan to share her with our best friend, Aidan, and I, it’s been open fucking season to get close to her. I need her to want me.To want us.She hasn’t come close to shutting down my advances. In fact, every interaction tells me that she enjoys it. And hell if I don’t love fucking with her.

I sip on my hot coffee, waiting for her to come to me just like I know she will. It would be almost rude of her not to sit with me when we’re both here alone. While Emma has no problem saying fuck you to the world, she won’t deny an opportunity to be on the receiving end of all my attention.

Her heels click on the hard floor as she leaves Hannah at the counter and walks directly to my table like a lamb heading unknowingly right into the den of the big bad wolf.

“Hello, angel,” I purr.

I don’t miss the way she rolls her eyes at the pet name and it only makes my dick harder. Fuck, I want to rip her apart.

“Want to join me?”

“Only until Lily gets here, if you don’t mind.”

“Now, why would I mind spending time with my favorite girl?”

She smiles as her phone chimes from inside her purse. Taking a seat across from me, she sets her things down and pulls it out, her shoulders dropping and a sigh releasing from her plump pink lips.

“Everything okay?”

She throws her phone back into her bag with a little more force than necessary, answering my question before her words do.

“Wes has stolen Lily away, so it looks like I’m stuck with you until I head to work.”

“Don’t act like you don’t love the idea of having coffee with me, angel. That hurts my feelings.”

I put my hand on my chest and feign heartache.

“Oh, shut up, Cruz. Have you talked to my boyfriend today?”

“Of course I have. We talk every day, perk of living together. Have you?”

“I woke up to a text from him, thank you.” She picks up her latte and brings it to her mouth, my eyes tracking the movement. “Then he stopped by my parents’ house for a kiss before going to Knockout.”

“And then Lily bailed on you. How lucky for me.”

Those perfectly plush lips are colored with a pink gloss that leaves a light stain on the lid of her white to-go cup. I wonder what they taste like. Her throat bobs as she takes another sip of the warm liquid and fuck if my hand doesn’t itch at my side to hold her by the throat and feel the movement against my palm.

“Earth to Cruz. Did you hear anything I just said?”

My eyes slowly work their way back up to meet her gaze. Her blonde hair swishes around her face as she shakes her head in irritation.

“I was imagining what your throat would feel like beneath my hand when you swallow. Repeat what you said for me?”

The crimson flush that moves across her cheeks is so sexy. I love bringing any reaction out of her and can’t wait for the opportunity to take my time to see what others I can force from her.

“You’re ridiculous,” she says as she tries to brush off my words as if they had no effect. Too bad her body betrays her. “I asked what you had going on the rest of the day.”

“Why, want to get out of here? Put my wonder to rest?” I say with a wink.

“No, I don’t want to get out of here with you,” she lies, quickened breathing and a flash of heat that crosses her face telling the truth. “I don’t know how Dom hasn’t thrown you through a wall yet. I’m heading to work in less than an hour.”

Little does she know, her precious prince is actually a truly fucked-in-the-head voyeur who gets off watching other people fuck . . . and dictating the scene in front of him. She’ll find out soon, though.

“Huh. Weird. I’ll be going to the same place. Looks like we’re stuck together for the rest of the day. What a pity.”

“You seem utterly disappointed,” she deadpans.

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