Page 3 of Fearless to Love

I didn’t bother to tell her I was a night owl and she could text me anytime she pleased. Owning a night club, you worked at all hours of the day and night. I needed to be there to accept deliveries in the morning and also be there at night once it was open to manage the staff and anything and everything that came up.

Once inside, I took a cold shower but even that didn’t help my aching cock. I couldn’t get Lily out of my head or the way she moved when she was dancing on that bar.

Bracing myself with one hand on the cool tile, my other hand squeezed the tip of my cock. I let out a low moan as I envisioned that it was Lily’s hands on me. Touching me. Caressing me. I imagined what she’d look like down on her knees as she took my cock deep into her throat with her pretty pink lips sucking me off. The image alone made me explode. I came harder than ever before as shot after shot of my cum streamed out and slowly traveled down the drain.

Chapter Two

LILY

Iwoke up to voices talking downstairs, which wasn’t unusual. Ever since I could remember my best friends and I had always had access to each other's houses. I swore it was as if we didn’t know what doorbells were growing up. We’d walk inside each other's houses as if they were our own and we’d continued to do so now that we were adults with our own houses. Most of the time my two best friends ended up at my house since they helped me with all the remodeling I’d done.

Turning, I glanced over at the clock to see how early they’d shown up today since none of us had to work. I was shocked to see it was almost noon. I didn’t get home until two in the morning, and then it took me hours to fall asleep, so I shouldn’t be shocked.

I squealed and kicked the covers off as I thought about my date that night with Dante. It was sweet to see how nervous he was and even better knowing that it wasn’t common for him to feel that way.

Jumping out of bed, I ran downstairs, ready to start my day. I couldn’t wait for my date and I wanted to wear something special. It had been too long since I’d been on a date.

I found Tillie swaying to a beat in her head. She’d been doing that a lot lately, and I thought it had something to do with her boss, Rocco. They thought they had everyone fooled, but we’d all seen the looks they gave each other when they thought no one else was looking. Rocco had nearly been panting after Tillie last night when we finished our little dance number.

When she spotted me, Tillie grabbed the pot of coffee and a mug from the cabinet above it and poured me a cup. Taking a whiff, I thanked her before taking a long sip.

“Just what I needed. I had a hell of a time falling asleep last night.” I yawned and covered it with my hand.

“Really?” she drew out. “And why’s that? Could it be the hottie I saw you sitting with last night?”

I couldn’t hide my smile. “God, he’s so hot,” I fanned myself. “I can’t believe he’s interested in me.”

“Oh please, Lily.” Tillie looked at me annoyed. “You’re beautiful. Drop dead gorgeous.”

Instead of answering her, I took another sip of my coffee.

I knew I wasn’t ugly to look at and a nice person, but for some strange reason men never asked me out. Even back in high school I only had one guy ask me on a date. My old boyfriend did me no favors in the self-esteem department either. After we first started going out, he turned so cold toward me. He was constantly putting me down and after a while, I started to believe all the things he said. So, color me shocked when Dante couldn’t stop staring at me and then asked for my number. Nothing might come out of our date, but for some reason, I had a good feeling about tonight.

“You’re utterly smitten.” Tillie laughed. “Now, tell me when you’re going to see him again because if you didn’t get his number, I’m going to kick your ass.”

“Tonight actually.” I smiled excitedly.

“Really? The man moves fast. What are you going to wear?” Her eyes lit with excitement.

My shoulders slumped. I didn’t think I’d impress him wearing a t-shirt and yoga pants. “I don’t know. Even after only meeting him last night, I already really like him, and I want to wear something special. I want to look good for our date, so I was thinking of maybe going shopping today.”

“Well, get your ass ready and let’s hit the shops of Riverside and find you the perfect outfit to win that hottie.”

Seriously, sometimes Tillie could be too much but that was why I loved her.

“Let me take a quick shower and then I’ll be right down.” I took one last sip of my coffee before I raced up the stairs to get ready for my day.

Hitting a boutique a little over an hour later, Tillie was pulling dresses off the racks faster than I could blink. Instead of even trying to look, I headed to the dressing room and only had to wait a few minutes before Tillie was pulling back the curtain and thrusting an armful of clothes at me. I couldn’t help but laugh as I tried on dress after dress, each becoming more provocative than the last. By the end, I was afraid it would only be a slip.

On the twelfth, yes, that’s right, the twelfth dress, I knew I’d found a winner. I was pretty low maintenance when it came to the clothes I wore. I sat around in my pajamas working ninety percent of the time, so I didn’t need much more than yoga pants and sweats.

The dress was a beautiful turquoise that bled into a deep purple with a deep v-neck that showcased my breasts nicely. It fell to my ankles and would be perfect with a sexy pair of heels.

When I walked out of the dressing room that last time, Tillie’s eyes nearly bugged out of her head and I knew I’d found the right dress—or I guess Tillie found the right dress.

“Do we need to stop and buy you some sexy underthings? Are you planning to get lucky tonight?” She wiggled her eyebrows at me.

Did I need some sexy underwear?

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