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His smile doesn't falter one bit, though. In fact, his eyes start to twinkle as he excitedly says, "Christmas. I'm finishing up putting the lights on the roof. I’m getting a late start this year because of a bunch of overtime, but I’m going to make the most of these last two days before the big day. Want to help? God, nothing gets me in the mood like setting up the decorations.”

If decorating gets him in the mood, nothing could keep me away. I nod mutely before realizing he meant in the mood for the holidays, not in the mood for sex.

He pats my arms and desire floods my loins. I shift my legs against the wetness that has coated my panties.

"Come inside and we'll get you taken care of."

No matter what happens next, just the innuendo of the things he keeps saying will keep my fingers busy each time I lock myself in my bedroom and masturbate the rest of my time home.

I follow him into his house. I've never been inside before without my parents.

If only I can get him to notice me.

I roll my eyes behind his back. There's no way the biggest hunk from my childhood is going to let himself be seduced by someone like me. I don’t know why he’s never married, but I assume it’s because he hasn’t met someone as incredible as he is. How could he in this small town?

And what hope does that give me?

Absolutely none.

I watch the muscles in his shoulders roll like the ocean as he leads me into the kitchen. I want to look around the house to see if he’s changed any of the decorations, but I can't pry my eyes from his body. He's a walking sex-machine.

My body aches with longing. I want him with every fiber of my being. Why couldn't I just be older so he might consider spending one night teaching me how to be a woman?

"I kept it right here on the counter."

I bump against his back when he stops.

"Sorry, Mr. Knox."

He turns and brushes his fingers against my cheek. "Don't worry about it, baby doll. It was just an accident. God, it is incredible to see you again." He sits down on one of the barstools.

Like we’re magnets, I’m drawn to him, closing the distance between us.

It's all I can do to keep from jumping into his lap and purring like a kitten. "You, too. You've clearly kept up with the workouts."

"I try. But look at you. You're quite the woman now."

His hand falls to my hip.

I instinctively take a step toward him.

"You make that dress look stunning."

My eyes are locked on his lips.

I lick my own to prepare for a kiss I need but know will never come. I'm misinterpreting what's happening here, surely. He's just a nice guy, making a lonely girl feel welcome back to her neighborhood.

He doesn't crave me like a woman. I'm just the girl who grew up next door to him. The daughter of his best friend.

He'll never take me to his bed.

He'll never kiss me.

But I must have him. I can't let him get away because I'm too much of a coward to tell him I've fallen for him. The whole point of going to college is to become the kind of woman who can make adult decisions.

I might not have settled on a major yet, but I've picked out the man I want to spend my life with.

I don't know how to tell him, though.

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