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“Goodbye, Mr. James.”
“Goodbye, sweet Juliet.”
I hang up and practically float back to the table.
“Well?” the girls ask impatiently.
“I think I won that round; he’s coming over tonight. This hard-to-get thing is actually pretty fun.”
Tap, tap, tap sounds at the back door, and my heart hammers in my chest.
He’s here.
Oh man, will I ever become immune to his gorgeousness?
I open the door in a rush, and there he stands: blue jeans, white T-shirt, dark hair, large shoulders, and a look in his eye that could melt Antarctica.
“Hi,” I whisper nervously.
He steps forward and sweeps me into his arms, his lips taking mine. “I’ve been waiting to kiss you all fucking day,” he murmurs against my lips.
And there it is . . . the nine words that send me into heart palpitations.
“You have?” I smile.
His hands go to my behind, and he drags my hips over his erection, and I feel how hard he already is.
He’s not joking.
I lick his lips. “Are you horny, Mr. James?”
His dark eyes hold mine, and he unzips his jeans and pulls his cock out. “I’ll let you be the judge of that.”
My eyes drop to his erection, engorged, with thick veins coursing down the length of it.
I feel a flutter down below.
Seriously . . .
Has there ever been a more beautiful dick in the history of human life?
“I thought you were coming over for conversation,” I whisper.
He smiles darkly and pulls my nightdress off over my head and throws it to the side. His eyes drop to my bare breasts. “It’s not your mouth I want to talk to.”
He’s so naughty.
“What do you want to talk to?” I play dumb.
He lifts me and sits me up on the kitchen counter. We stare at each other, and then he slides my panties down my legs and takes them off. “I want to speak to the supervisor.” He circles his four fingertips over my clitoris.
Feels good.
He spreads my legs and then slides his finger deep into my sex and begins to pump me. Then he adds another finger, then another.
I close my eyes to deal with the pleasure. “That’s a good place to start.”
The sound of my arousal sucking him in echoes through the kitchen. Jeez . . . he’s been here for all of two minutes.
