AllFreeNovel
Share Us
4
We waiteda week before meeting for date number two. We spent the days leading up to it texting back and forth and by the time I saw her again, I felt like I knew her a little better.
My cock begged me to take her home, but she seemed to have warmed up to the idea of taking things slow. Instead of embarrassing myself with the possibility of rejection, I didn’t mention it.
I walked her to her door where I kissed her once again and I swore there was a moment where she looked like she was desperate to invite me in.
I broke away before she had a chance. Another night spent in the shower with my hand and the fabricated mental image of Juliet on her knees before me.
The next day, I came up with an idea to avoid a repeat performance. I waited until later in the evening before I called her, flopping back on my bed while I waited to hear her sweet voice.
“Hey,” she warmly answered. “I was just thinking about you.”
I grinned up at my ceiling. “Oh yeah? You miss me?”
“Always,” she said with a smile in her voice.
I wondered if she had any idea what hearing that did to me. If she knew how fast my heart was beating. How hard my dick got.
“I had an idea,” I said as I adjusted myself, my aching cock a reminder of why I called in the first place. “You know how we agreed to get to know each other before we let things get physical?”
“Yeah. Second thoughts?”
“Not really. But if we keep going out—it’s going to happen. Honestly, I don’t think I’m going to make it through another kiss before wanting more.”
There was a long pause before she hummed in agreement and asked, “So what do you propose?”
“So glad you asked. You said you talk to your mom for a few hours every Sunday. I propose we get to know each other better without meeting. At least until we both agree that it’s time to move things to the next level.”
Juliet made a small noise and I could just picture her nodding to herself, her eyebrows raised in an impressed expression.
“That sounds like a really good idea.”
“Of course it is. I thought of it.”
“Cocky.”
“You have no idea.”
She let out a low, womanly laugh that sent another jolt of arousal to my cock. I sighed as I shifted myself again, wondering if maybe it’d be better just to lose the slacks altogether.
Then again, that might lead to a conversation that would be dangerously close to what we were trying to avoid.
“So what are you wearing right now?” Juliet whispered in a sultry tone.
“Fuck. Don’t do that.”
“Do what?”
“Don’t tease me,” I pleaded, resting my palm over the hard length that struggled to escape. “This is already hard enough.”
“Hard in the metaphorical or literal way?”
“Both,” I groaned, clenching my teeth when I heard her knowing chuckle. “And if you keep it up—I’m going to end up embarrassing myself over the phone.”
“Hold on,” she said. I frowned when I heard a muffled noise like she’d put her hand over the speaker and a few seconds later, there was a soft thud. “I’m back. Sorry.”
“No problem.”
