Page 11 of Forever After Never

“Aren’t you going to invite me in, Sugar?” He looms over me with a grin on his impossibly handsome face and it makes me want to punch him. He glances down at my thankfully covered chest. I chew my bottom lip, half from worry, half from excitement, with what I’m sure is the most ridiculous look on my face. The sleeves of my shirt are now swallowing up my fingertips. I look like a toddler wearing their dad’s clothes.

Since I opened the door, I have wondered multiple times, why he couldn’t have come to my house about half an hour earlier, when I looked presentable.

Without hesitation, I step aside and let this practical stranger into my house, forgetting all about my overprotective dog, asleep in the living room.

I stand in silence in the hallway for longer than I care to admit as Sawyer makes his way further into my home. This cocky asshole.

“Shit! Jed!” I yell as a panicked feeling spreads across my chest, and I sprint down the hallway into my living room.

Sawyer is sitting on the couch with Jed spread eagle over his lap, receiving tummy scratches.

“Nice to see you again, boy.”

Jed is a traitor.

Chapter 14

Sawyer

Idon’t know what exactly I planned when I hammered on Autumn’s door this evening.

Being pinned to the couch and sat on by her dog, however, wasn’t what I had in mind. Maybe by her, but not the dog. He is cute though, and he’s turning out to be a pretty good wingman.

“How do you know where I live?" Autumn heatedly spits the words at me as she is standing in the doorway. “Why are you here?”

“Whatcha eating, Sugar? Is there more for me?” I honestly didn’t want to answer her questions, so I asked my own instead.

She gestures to the kitchen while rolling her eyes. She is taking this better than she should, considering a big, strange man is making himself at home in her house.

“Ladies first.” I gesture with my hand, and she moves past me to the kitchen. I can’t help my eyes dropping to her body as she walks in front of me. Well, holy shit. Having an ass that perfect should be criminal. I swallow at the sight of her. I was notexpecting her to look so delectable. There is something so sexy about a woman with a messy bun and clothes that are far too big for her, especially when there is more than a handful of her to grab.

Unfortunately for me, her tits are covered by that fucking rugby shirt. Otherwise, I’d have hauled her over my shoulder, taken her to bed, and fucked her until she was screaming for me.

Without questioning me more, she plates me some food but slams it down in front of me. Here she is. My feisty siren is back.

“What the fuck is your problem, Sawyer? You almost hit me with your car, taunt me, keep showing up where I am when I’ve never seen you before, then two weeks later, embarrass me in front of an entire coffee shop. Now you decide that you’re going to show up at my door? Jesus! Do you enjoy being an asshole to everyone, or is it me and me alone? And just as I asked before, HOW DO YOU KNOW WHERE I LIVE?” Her voice gets louder the longer she is speaking. Damn, she looks so good when she’s angry. All I want to do is bury myself in her.

I continue eating while Autumn is shouting at me. This is one of the most incredible meals I’ve ever eaten. Honestly, I block out a lot of what she says to me because this food is too damn good. But as soon as she says, “I know I’ve asked you before, but are you stalking me, or what?” I stare at her, and she immediately goes quiet.

I stand up from the kitchen table, and the noise of the chair scraping across the floor is enough to make Autumn take multiple steps backward and slam her ass into the kitchen counter. She throws her arms around herself in a makeshift hug, and she looks so small.

Shit, now she thinks I am going to hurt her. I get it. I am a big guy, a beard, an angry face, and multiple tattoos. I admittedly look quite scary, but I would never lay my finger on a woman.Unless she asked me to.

With my hands out in front of me, to signal I mean no harm, I slowly walk across to her.

“Damn it, Autumn. I’m not going to hurt you. But I am going to fuck you. You’re going to want me so badly that you dream about it and beg for it, but that won’t happen until you’re ready.” I lace my arm around her waist and pull her into my chest, with absolutely no effort, pressing my hardness into her soft stomach. She lets out a small squeak and I can feel her breath leave her body. She unexpectedly relaxes into me, even though it’s for a scarce moment.

I bend down so my mouth is level with her ear, taking in her scent properly for the first time. Her hair smells of peaches, and all it makes me want to do is grab her by that messy bun and show her exactly what I want to do to her. I sink my teeth into her ear lobe, and she lets out a soft moan.She fucking moans.This woman is going to be the death of me.

“Goodnight, Sugar. You know...” I pause to choose my next words wisely and look deep into her soul. “You should be more wary about strange men who watch your house for weeks without you even noticing. I hope that answers your question about whether I am stalking you.” I utter quietly into her ear and give her a soft slap on her ass. I feel her shiver, and I turn and leave.

I’m a forty-five-year-old man masturbating in my car in the middle of the street. I keep replaying that moan over and over in my head, imagining Autumn’s hand in place of my own until my release spills into my hand.

I’m too old for this shit.

Chapter 15

Autumn

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