Page 12 of Final Temptation
“Sure. I liked it. But it was my dad who loved it. I justwant to go to college and have a good time. Focus on my studies.”
“I get that, man. Now you’re just focused on the pump so you can pick up women in a town away from your mom and sister,” I joked before standing up and switching spots with him so he could hit the next set.
“Speaking of women, what’s going on with you these days?” Chase asked, turning the conversation around on me.
“You know how I roll. Not looking for anything serious. I’m working on myself and don’t have time to entertain some chick full time.”
“Chasing a different girl every weekend doesn’t get old for you?” he puffed out between reps.
I watched him push the weight up and down, hitting his chest with each repetition. “I mean, of course, it would be nice to find one that stuck. One you know will be a home run every time you get into bed. But that doesn’t seem to be realistic. Every girl I end up enjoying catches feelings—not ones I’m willing to return. I haven’t found a girl I want to hang around for hours at a time and not get tired of.” I shrugged.
“Maybe you’ll find someone you connect with at one of your meetings.”
“Sure, there are a ton of people there that understand what I’m going through, that have been through their own damage. But haven’t you heard the saying—don’t shit where you eat?I won’t be fucking around with anyone at AA.”
We grabbed our belongings and made our way to another area of the gym, moving on to our next exercise. Choosing a spot in front of the large mirror, we each snagged a set of dumbbells. In between sets, we continued to catch up on all things women, AA, and Chase going off tocollege. I failed to mention the possibility of moving out, even though the thought was impossible to get out of my mind.
This workout was supposed to help distract me, but I couldn’t shake the itch to reach out to Sophie and ask her if she’d thought about our conversation at all. If the gym wasn’t going to help me, I could only think of one other thing that would.
Chase and I finished up our workout, said our goodbyes, and agreed to catch up later. He was already gone when I stopped by the front desk on my way out.
“When are you on break?” I leaned against the front counter, cutting to the chase, and looked at Amanda in desperation. She was the easiest option at my disposal right now.
She looked to her right, then her left, before whispering, “I can be on break whenever I want. But only if it’s worth my while.” Her blue eyes gave me a once-over.
“Do what you need to do and meet me at my car.” I turned around, heading straight for my Jeep.
No more than a minute passed by, and she was already hot on my heels. “I love it when you’re bossy.” She grabbed at the hem of my shirt and snaked her cold hands underneath, resting on my stomach.
“How much time do you have?” I asked, trying to gauge what we’d have time to get done.
“Fifteen minutes.” Her nails scraped toward my waistband.
“I can make that work.” I grabbed her hips and spun her around, pressing her against my car door. I didn’t waste a second of the short window we had when I dove in for her lips, crashing them against mine. There was nothing slow and sensual about this kiss; it was needy and rushed. It wasenough to get the job done, but not one I’d remember months from now.
Not like the kiss Sophie and I shared.
Fuck, why am I even thinking about her right now?
I kissed her hard, grinding my hardening cock against her. Her hands moved away from my stomach and cupped the outside of my gym shorts, allowing a hiss to escape my lips. If we continued what we were doing in public, we could probably get in some serious trouble.
I ripped my lips away from hers, short on breath, and grunted, “Get in the back seat.” I opened the door for her to climb in first, following closely behind her.
By now, I had to assume we had around twelve minutes to get the job finished, and let’s be honest, I was feeling greedy and a little bit selfish. I needed the distraction. I was all about pleasing a woman, but fuck did I need this to be about me for a minute.
A hungry smile found my lips.
In order to get what I wanted, I needed to turn on the charm.
“Fuck, you look good, sweetheart. We don’t have much time, and it seems you can’t get enough of my cock.” I looked down at her hand, still tugging at my waistband. “What do you say you have a little fun with me right now, and I can return the favor another time?”
She licked her lips and nodded her head, giving me the answer I was looking for.
Before she even attempted to drop to her knees, I leaned forward, pushing the front seat up. The back seat was tight, but it would do.
Amanda knelt down, pulling my gym shorts around my ankles. Her hands gripped around my thick girth before her warm mouth covered me.
I glanced at my watch—ten minutes.
