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I inhale sharply. Damn it, tell me anything but that.
Throb, throb, throb . . .
I hear the blood rushing from all over my body to fill my cock.
This isn’t good. Abort mission.
I get a vision of her riding me, good and deep, her perfect tits bouncing as they do. Eight months to catch up on. She’d be fucking fire.
She’s an adultering witch, remember?
Stop it.
I step back from her. “You should probably tell someone who cares. Do you want me to call the Uber driver back?”
She smirks. “Maybe I do.”
“Get inside.” I point to her house.
Before I do unspeakable things to you . . . or murder an overhelpful Uber driver.
“So bossy, Mr. James.”
“You have no idea.”
Her eyes hold mine, and I know she’s imagining the exact same thing as me.
Fuck.
Why is she so hot?
Last time we had sex, she changed my fucking DNA. There is no way in hell I’m doing that again.
“Go inside,” I demand.
She smiles up at me all sexy-like, and damn it, I just want to kiss her.
“Go inside right now, Juliet,” I growl as I struggle with the last inch of control. “And shut your fucking dog up.”
She shrugs. “Okay.” She turns and walks into her house and gives me a wave with her fingertips before closing the door.
I stare at the door. My cock is rock hard, and fuck’s sake, I do not need this temptation living right next fucking door.
I march into my house and up to the bedroom. I open my side drawer and take out the lube.
A man’s got to do what a man’s got to do.
Juliet
The sun is shining, and I am weeding the garden next to my front steps. The perfect Saturday afternoon.
Time to focus.
No more thinking about the world’s biggest prick. I’ve been overanalyzing everything. He’s been so rude this week, hasn’t even waved in the mornings when he drove past. In fact, he glares at me as if I am his mortal enemy.
I’m living in a world of regret for possibly being flirty last weekend, although I’m not entirely sure. I think I told him I haven’t had sex for a long time, or maybe it was a nightmare. Either way, I’m never drinking again.
He hates me, which is fine with me, because I hate him more.
