âHey, did
you have a good run?â Lizzy asks, looking me up and down like Iâm a dessert she
canât wait to eat. I love that she canât hide how much she still wants me.
Maybe this
will be easier than I thought. âIt was⌠therapeutic.â She nods, knowing running
is how I clear my head. âIâm going to shower.â Smooth, dumbass. You have
better game than this.
But Lizzy
has always made me into a babbling idiot stumbling over my words. My therapist
told me itâs because I actually give a shit about Lizzy and care what she
thinks. Halfway down the hallway, I stop, remembering I decided to change
things with Lizzy, beginning with a date. âDo you have plans tonight?â
She glares
at me and snarks, âWhat, do you have a hot date and want the apartment to
yourself?â
I shouldnât
mess with her like this, but sheâs asking for it by thinking I would look at,
let alone be with, anyone but her. âWeeellll, Iâm not sure yet. It depends on
her.â
âSuch a
fucking gentleman. I can stay with Dee. Actually, I probably shouldâve moved
out by now. Iâll do that while youâre on your hot date.â Anger oozes from her
even though sheâs trying to hide it, but I know her too well. After slapping
her laptop closed, she heads to the guestroom, but I stop her when sheâs within
armâs reach.
Fuck. Iâm
messing this up already.
âI didnât
ask if you had plans, so youâd leave. The last thing I want is for you to leave
tonight⌠or any night. I was hoping you would be my hot date.â I brush
my palm against her cheek and see her take a deep breath. I havenât lost her
yet. I whisper, âIâm going to shower and get ready for this smokinâ hot blonde
who makes my heart race.â
âMakes your
heart race? Too bad itâs not enough for you to make a long-term commitment to
her.â
Wrapping my
arms around her, I breathe in her light scent and say in a gravelly voice, âIf
I did, sheâs the only one I would ever think about making any type of
commitment to.â
âIf. I canât
live in a world of ifs. I needââ
I interrupt
her with my lips. At first, her lips are stiff, but in mere seconds, she melts
into me. Thank God.
My body
relaxes into the kiss. Her lips soften and mold to mine, followed by her arms
gripping the bottom of my shirt, showing me sheâs trying not to get lost in
this kissâlost in us. She changes the kiss from soft and languid to desperate
and demanding as she slips her hand under my shirt, skimming her fingertips
along my abs.
I break the
kiss only so I can feast on her beautiful neck. I need to taste herâremind
myself of everything about her. Those subtle sighs. Quiet moans. How she melts
in my arms.
I should
stop us. Change our old patterns of falling into sex. But damn, I canât think
straight when she touches me. I always cave to her.
After Lizzy
pushes my shirt up, I whip it off and she immediately runs her hands up my
chest, causing my dick to become a steel rod. My lips continue to attack her
neck and suck on that little spot right below her earlobe. Working my way down
to her cleavage, pulling her tank top down, she gives me access to her
beautiful tits that I need to cherish and ravish. I wrap my mouth around her
nipple to suck, kiss, and flick her desire from her.
âI hate
you,â she moans, directing my head back to her mouth.
âI can tell
you hate me so damn much.â
âI hate how
sexy you look after a five-mile run.â
âTry
thirteen miles today since I couldnât get this gorgeous woman off my mind.â I
groan and swirl my tongue around her nipple, causing her to give me a long
moan.
Her fingers
dig into my hair, further turning me on. I love it when she marks me with her
nails, even when I used to get counseled and lectured for allowing my girl to
damage government property. Instead of telling her to stop or at least mark me
where my uniform covers, I rewarded her with more orgasms. I pray she does the
same tonight.
Switching to
the other side with the same fervor, I wrap her legs around my waist and grind
myself to her warmth. I can feel how turned on she is through her tiny athletic
shorts.
âI hate how
sweet you are to Cristian.â
âLetâs not
talk about our godson right now.â That kid has a knack for killing a boner.
Heâs been a cockblock a few times when we were babysitting him. My dick is
trained for Cristian being a no-fly zone until he goes to sleep.
âWe
shouldnâtââ
I interrupt
her with my lips, knowing sheâs trying to talk herself out of being with me in
any capacity. If we stop, she wonât go to dinner with me either. Sheâll shut me
out. I canât do that again. I need this woman with every fiber of my being.
As Iâm about
to roll my hip into hers, she pushes my shorts down, releasing my hard cock.
Her lust-filled eyes tell me what she wants from me, and no way am I going to
deny her anything. I have her shorts off in a matter of seconds. I almost shoot
my load when she wraps her hands around my dick, strokes me a few times, and
rubs me along her wetness. Fucking teasing me. I smirk, pulling her right
nipple into my mouth and doing a combination of flicking and sucking, which I
know drives her wild.
âI hate that
you know me so well.â
I thicken my
accent, knowing how much it turns her on. âBack at ya, darlinâ.â
She
continues rubbing my dick up and down her slit, but when she moves me down, I
slip into her completely, causing her nails to dig into my shoulders and down
my arms. I didnât realize her hands moved until I felt them. Yeah, thatâs
going to leave a mark.
âI
hateâright there, sexy⌠God, yesâhow you fuck me.â
âObviously,â
I say, kissing her neck. I can feel her tightening around me, and I pray I can
hold out until she finishes. Jesus, sheâs fucking heaven.
âI hateââ
âI hate how
much youâre talking.â
âThen shut
me up.â She flashes me a challenging look.
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Randa Knight was born and raised in a small town on the
Ohio/Indiana border. Her love of reading began when her grandmother curled up
together with a new book every weekend. She studied Literature with a Creative
Writing minor at Indiana University (Go Hoosiers!) where she fell in love with
writing. The idea for the Boys of Bragg series began during a creative writing
course and has evolved over the years.
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