Page 19 of Wild Oat Milk


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Did she leave without sayinggoodbyebecause I scared her? I was too rough? She didn’t like my commanding, possessive behavior?

My dick wakes up with an opinion, and I shake my head. She definitely liked it. She fucking begged for me to fuck her harder, at one point.

I look each way at the intersection. There’s not a single soul in sight, and it’s the first time in my life that I’ve fucking hated it. With a loud moan, I rest my head on the steering wheel.

I’m a country boy, born and raised, and I like nothing better than getting away from it all, but I wish with all my might that I could see Shelby’s pretty, round ass swinging its way towardtown. Instead, I get nothing but empty fields and trees and fresh air.

I sit at the intersection. Would she even know which way to go? I’m pretty sure she was as distracted as I was when we paused here last night — when she fucked her fingers all juicy and made me fall in love with her cute, perverted little hobbies and her use of big words and her soft, needy gasps.

It’s harder to breathe, all of a sudden, and I wind my window down all the way, so the breeze can push into my lungs while I drive onward to town.

I didn’t fall in love with a virtual stranger like an idiot. I didn’t. I can’t be that fucking predictable, passing up every offer of love for years, and thenlosingthe one woman I finally connect with.

It was a no-strings-attached agreement. I knew that, going in. And the more I think about trying to play house with such a clever and pretty young woman, the older, stupider, and more pathetic I feel. What in the world would she want with me?

Getreal, Gunnar Scott.

I’m not desperately trying to find her so I can forge a binding connection; I just need to do right by her and explain what happened, so there really are no strings. That’s what she asked for, and that’s what I said I’d provide.

It doesn’t matter that she’s the most honest woman I’ve ever met or that our chemistry was off the charts.

I’m not really daddy-material. I’m more of a lone wolf. The kind of catch who should be tossed back, before I do unexpected and permanent damage.

Above all, I’m a seasoned adult, and she’s barely grown. I will act responsibly. I’ll make sure she’s okay, and then I’ll leave her be and sort out my fucking daddy issues on my own, because I definitely fucking have some.

So…

Where could she be? What do I even really know about her?

There arethree department stores in town.

Two of them employ someone namedShelby.

Only one of those is a woman.

And she isn’tmyShelby.

She has a similar shade of hair, and her eyes are blue, and she’s young and quite pretty, but she’s not myLittle Miss.

After a few moments of staring at her in disappointment, I shake my head. “Sorry. I’m looking for a different Shelby. There isn’t another one working here?” I say, hopeful as fuck.

She purses her lips and shrugs. “Far as I know, I’m the only Shelby in town.”

“Actually, there’s a guy over at the Metrotown Plaza electronic store with the same name,” I say with a sad smile. “Thanks anyway. Sorry to have bothered you.”

“No bother, handsome.” She flashes me a bright smile, and I practically shudder at the thought of her getting flirty with me, even though she’s pretty and seems nice.

Normally, I’d follow that shit up with some smooth talking, until she let me fuck her in a back room, but that thought is literally repellent right now. How fucked up am I after one night of bare fucking? How fast does a breeding kink even develop? I’m so messed up.

“Have a nice day, then,” I mumble, walking away faster than is polite.

I can’t find my girl, and it kind of feels like my heart is breaking.

Mygirl?

My body responds in full favor to the notion.My girl. The woman I came inside, while I fantasized about claiming her as mine. The one who left before I woke.

She got away clean, which was what she wanted, I guess. She could probably sense I wasn’t worth investing in, right off the bat. Good for a fuck, but not fucking good enough for anything else.

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