Her tits are the size of cantaloupes, begging for me to reach out and grope them… and I would. All. Day. Long.
Even under the lanterns, the vibrant color of her dress against her skin could stop traffic. The dress is sexy, classy, and shows just enough cleavage for me to want to grab each side of her deep V-neck collar and rip the damn thing away from her banging body to see what’s she’s hiding underneath it.
Hot damn.
That fine body has haunted me for days.
I bet I wouldn’t survive seeing her naked.
Her hair was pulled back the last time I saw her. Now, her long locks flow seductively over her shoulders. My fist clenches at the thought of running my hands through her mane just before knotting it around my palm and pushing her head to my hungry cock.
Fuck.
Said hungry cock presses against the zipper of my jeans as I drink her in.
Calm down, boy.
My new bosses are a few feet away, and here I am pining over this girl.
It’s her fault.
She looks so good, I can’t even think straight. That’s why my dick is doing all the thinking.
Those curves…
And her generous tits...
I bet her breasts jiggle when they aren’t trapped in a bra. Large or small areolas…? That is the question. Doesn’t matter. I bet they’d get so fucking hard for me. I’m sure she has the kind of nipples I could wrap my tongue around and suck hard, turning them bright red before biting into them and letting the thrill of pain explode overher body. And mine.
The image alone is so arousing, it goes to my head like the hit from a potent drug. I contain a groan, as more filthy thoughts slam intomy skull.
I ready myself to go after her, but from the corner of my eye, I spot Jenkins approaching.
“Hey, Rhett, sorry?—”
“Give me a sec,” I say. “I see someone I need to get to know a lot better.”
“Where?”
“Over there talking to Miranda.”
As if she heard me, her gaze collides with mine.
She flinches, her eyes widening.
She remembers me.
“Oh, her.” Jenkins’s nonchalant tone has me cocking an eyebrow.
“You know her?”
“She works with April.”
Holy shit.
“I saw her for the first time a couple weeks ago when I stopped by Happy Belly to grab a sandwich on my day off,” he says.
Small world.
