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“Holy fuck…” I groaned as my head tipped back on the slow swirl around my needy tip.
I wanted her mouth.
I wanted her tight little pussy strangling me until I lost consciousness.
Up and down, I paced myself until finally, the telltale signs of orgasm began to crest. My whole body started to stiffen while my cock turned to stone.
“God… Fuck, I need your mouth, Doe,” I pleaded above me as if she could hear me. “Come home, fucking come home so I can fill you up.”
With a few more heavy, determined strokes, I was finally coming. Jets of it shooting out, covering the tiled shower as my back hunched over from the intensity of it.
“Jesus… Fuck…” I growled as the aftershocks hit me with a force.
Once the sensations had subsided, I realized that didn’t satisfy my need for her. Not in the slightest.
And that’s when I knew I was utterly and truly fucked.
That the woman I swore I would never have, had officially slithered her way into my goddamn heart and soul and all rational and all logical thinking was thrown out the window.
So finishing up my shower, I quickly dried off and opened a new message to James.
Me: Have any idea where the girls are going tonight?
In my head, I was already planning a way to go unnoticed.
James: That pasta joint right by the stadium. Why? You plannin’ on showing up unannounced?
My jaw went tight.
How the fuck did he know that?
James: If you are, I’m in.
My eyes slanted together.
Absolutely not. The last thing I wanted was for him to tag along.
Me: I wasn’t…
Throwing on a clean long-sleeve shirt and jeans, I received another text.
James: Well too bad because I’m already on the way to your place. We can ride together and crash their girls' date.
Fuck no.
Not happening.
No.
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“I'm glad you ended up messaging me,” James announced in the driver's seat. “I was bored as fuck without Kate being at home to bug.”
Jesus Christ, how did I get caught up in this predicament?
One minute I was texting James not to come to my home, then the next, I was in his tiny fucking car on my way to gate crash a pasta restaurant.
