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All my cock wanted was what it couldn’t have.
A certain busy blonde who—try as I might—wasn’t available until tonight.
And Christ, did I try everything to entice the little vixen to return to work a day or two earlier.
No matterhow muchI offered, nothing worked.
I was told that Cherry was “firm on her dates”.
Unfortunately, she also had a firm grip on my dick.
Or at least that was what I hoped would happen.
As the week went on, I became more and more preoccupied with Cherry. My mind was continually full of all things Cherry.
Constantly.
Her beautiful, sexy eyes.
Her huge, perfect breasts.
Her wet, greedy pussy that was always ready for me.
I also couldn’t get the conversation that I’d overheard out of my brain.
Who had she been talking to on the phone?
When she cried in the lobby, obviously so upset at whomever was on the other line—I’d felt the overwhelming desire to shove my fist through her phone and grab the asswipe by his throat.
Whoever Asher was, he needed an attitude adjustment and fast.
All of these things played through my head like a constant rerun I couldn’t stop. Nor did I want to.
But the more Cherry and her situation cycled around in my mind, the more I realized how dangerous she was.
No woman had ever held this kind of power over me before.
I needed to stop it.
Now.
Tonight would be the night Miss Cherry left my obsessive brain for good.
What I had planned would rid me of the constant vision of her, and finally free me.
Right on time, there was a knock on the door. I took a healthy swig of whiskey before I rose to answer it. My cock was on alert and anxious to see Cherry again.
That was a good thing.
Knowing that my dick was still relatively alive gave me some comfort.
The real test was still waiting, though.
I opened the door to see Cherry in another tight, red dress. This one was completely strapless—held up by a hope and a prayer. Luckily, it was also short. My eyes trailed down her lush body, drinking in her unrivaled beauty.
“Hi, Nick,” she said in a sweet voice, with an even sweeter smile. She showed one of her dimples and I couldn’t help but grin back.
“Cherry, you look exceptionally lovely tonight. Come in,” I said, stepping back to let her in. I inhaled deeply as she walked past, her familiar, delicious, vanilla scent floating behind her.
