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She slides a fraction to the left.
My dick twitches again.
I slide my left arm around her waist and hold her there while my other arm lifts so I can point at the bowling pins. “You need to aim at the third arrow from the right.”
“Okay.” She practically breathes this word out as if she’s struggling to even form words.
I tighten my hold around her waist, and she sucks in another sharp breath. “The ball should be in line with your shoulder as you approach the lane.”
Her chest rises. “Yes.”
I trail my fingers down her right arm. “Extend your arm after you let the ball go. You need that follow through.”
I watch her face over her shoulder. When her tongue flicks out to lick her lips, my dick does the motherfucking dance of joy that unfortunately can’t go anywhere tonight.
“I think I’ve got this, Luke.” So damn breathy.
I loosen my hold on her and slide my arm slowly from around her waist. Just as I’ve almost let her go, I grip her hips, and press hard, tilting her back, so her ass hits my dick. “You sure?” I ask.
“Fuck,” she mutters softly as I grind against her a little. My movement is so subtle that no one would notice, but she sure as hell notices. She’s practically panting now.
“What was that?” I ask.
She stills in my hold and turns her face, so we make eye contact. “Who knew bowling could be so dirty? It’s a shame you’ll have no one to take care of that for you. I’ll be sure to think of you when I come later tonight.”
Fuck.
When I don’t reply straight away, she cocks her head. “You want me to send a photo of that?”
My arm slides back around her waist, and I grind a little harder against her ass. Gripping her tightly, I growl, “That dirty mouth of yours needs to be washed out.”
She smiles sweetly at me. “Oh, and how I’d love for your dick to do that… but not tonight, sorry.” Turning in my arms, she stands on her tiptoes and kisses me. When she pulls away, she says, “You were right about bowling. I think we should do this a lot more often. Don’t you?”
She’s fucking playing with me more than I ever could with her.
Callie St James has whipped me tonight. Hell, this woman fucking whipped me a long time ago.
I stare at the text Callie just sent me.
Callie: I just got a job at the local paper. They want me to start tomorrow. *throwing confetti*
I call her.
“Morning,” she says, the excitement clear in her voice. “You didn’t have to call. I know you’re probably busy with Sean.”
“What you don’t seem to grasp is that I can’t stop thinking about you. I wanted to hear your voice.”
“You’ve spent all night thinking about your cock against my ass, haven’t you?”
Fuck. Her dirty mouth will be my downfall. Taking her bowling last night was a serious lapse in judgement.
I move the conversation along. For my dick’s sake. “When does the job start?”
“They want me there this afternoon just after lunch so they can brief me on what my duties will be.”
“Full-time work?”
“Yes, so no more café.”
