reminder that Nathan fingered me to orgasm the first night I met him. My fate was sealed then. Why did I ever let Rebecca convince me to go back to that club the next night? "This is all your fault."
"My fault?" She smiles. "How is it my fault that your boyfriend is trying to set a world record for banging?"
"You're the one who dragged me to that club."
"I didn't throw you into bed with him. He's the one who worked his magic on you." She leans her shoulder on me. "You're spending too much time mourning the loss of him and his big dick."
"What?" I smirk.
"Get back in the saddle." She props herself up on her knees and whirls her hand above her head as if she's casting a lasso in the air. "Go out and find a new guy. Once you fuck him, Fingers will be a distant memory."
"It doesn't work that way." I laugh.
She flashes me a smile. "You won't know until you try. When you have a night off, we're going out dancing and I promise we won't go near his club."
***
"What's going on with you, Jess?" Drew taps me on the shoulder as I'm walking out the employee's exit after my evening shift.
I turn to briefly glance at him. He really is attractive, in a cute boy next door kind of way. Why hadn't I met him first before I fell into Nathan's bed that night? "Nothing. I'm good," I lie. I wasn't good. It's been almost a week now since I had my face -off with Nathan in his hotel room and he hasn't come looking for me. Why did I care? Why did I want him to? It wasn't as though I wanted to climb back into bed with him. I just wanted the satisfaction of knowing he still wanted me.
"You're feeling okay?" That’s never a good question to ask a woman. Obviously, he thinks I don't look okay.
"Sure." Sure? You need something better than that, Jessica. He's cute, he's interested and some time with him would help erase Nathan from your mind. Just listen to Rebecca. Live a little.
His face comes into full view as he takes a step around me. "I want to kiss you."
I didn't hear that, did I? "Did you say you want to kiss me?"
His lips glide across mine in response. His hands jump to cradle my cheeks, tilting my head. I open my mouth, and a small moan filters out. He groans in response and pulls me tighter into his body. He's aroused, already. This sweet, uncomplicated man wants me just from a kiss.
"You're beautiful, Jess." I hear the words as I feel them on my lips.
"I'm not," I whisper back. I'm really not.
"Take me home with you." It's a breathless request that will chase away not only the ache in my heart, but the one that's consumed my body for the past week. I want to feel him. I want to know what it's like to be with a man who isn't focused on so many others. I just want to forget Nathan.
"I can't." The words betray my body. I can. I really can I want to say. I want to.
He lunges for me again and this time his kiss is heated, wanting and aggressive. His hands glide down my body, cupping my ass, pulling me into him. I try not to react to the feeling of him pressing against me. His cock is so hard. It would be so easy to just take him by the hand, and pull him into my bed and my body.
"Soon." It's a promise in a kiss. "I'll take you to dinner on Friday and then you'll decide."
I run both my hands up his lean, muscular chest, grabbing onto the collar of his chef's jacket. "It's a date."
Chapter 5
"Explain to me how you can be in Manhattan less than two months and have two hot guys falling all over you and all I get are the geeks from the tech department at work chasing after me?"
"Tech guys have mad oral skills," I offer. "You should check them out."
"It's your tits." She squeezes her breasts together and stares down at her less-than-ample cleavage. "If I had your tits, I would be beating men away with a stick."
"If you can afford this apartment," I begin as I swing my hand around her spacious bedroom. "You can afford big tits."
"You didn't buy those." She nods towards my breasts, which are on full display at the
"My fault?" She smiles. "How is it my fault that your boyfriend is trying to set a world record for banging?"
"You're the one who dragged me to that club."
"I didn't throw you into bed with him. He's the one who worked his magic on you." She leans her shoulder on me. "You're spending too much time mourning the loss of him and his big dick."
"What?" I smirk.
"Get back in the saddle." She props herself up on her knees and whirls her hand above her head as if she's casting a lasso in the air. "Go out and find a new guy. Once you fuck him, Fingers will be a distant memory."
"It doesn't work that way." I laugh.
She flashes me a smile. "You won't know until you try. When you have a night off, we're going out dancing and I promise we won't go near his club."
***
"What's going on with you, Jess?" Drew taps me on the shoulder as I'm walking out the employee's exit after my evening shift.
I turn to briefly glance at him. He really is attractive, in a cute boy next door kind of way. Why hadn't I met him first before I fell into Nathan's bed that night? "Nothing. I'm good," I lie. I wasn't good. It's been almost a week now since I had my face -off with Nathan in his hotel room and he hasn't come looking for me. Why did I care? Why did I want him to? It wasn't as though I wanted to climb back into bed with him. I just wanted the satisfaction of knowing he still wanted me.
"You're feeling okay?" That’s never a good question to ask a woman. Obviously, he thinks I don't look okay.
"Sure." Sure? You need something better than that, Jessica. He's cute, he's interested and some time with him would help erase Nathan from your mind. Just listen to Rebecca. Live a little.
His face comes into full view as he takes a step around me. "I want to kiss you."
I didn't hear that, did I? "Did you say you want to kiss me?"
His lips glide across mine in response. His hands jump to cradle my cheeks, tilting my head. I open my mouth, and a small moan filters out. He groans in response and pulls me tighter into his body. He's aroused, already. This sweet, uncomplicated man wants me just from a kiss.
"You're beautiful, Jess." I hear the words as I feel them on my lips.
"I'm not," I whisper back. I'm really not.
"Take me home with you." It's a breathless request that will chase away not only the ache in my heart, but the one that's consumed my body for the past week. I want to feel him. I want to know what it's like to be with a man who isn't focused on so many others. I just want to forget Nathan.
"I can't." The words betray my body. I can. I really can I want to say. I want to.
He lunges for me again and this time his kiss is heated, wanting and aggressive. His hands glide down my body, cupping my ass, pulling me into him. I try not to react to the feeling of him pressing against me. His cock is so hard. It would be so easy to just take him by the hand, and pull him into my bed and my body.
"Soon." It's a promise in a kiss. "I'll take you to dinner on Friday and then you'll decide."
I run both my hands up his lean, muscular chest, grabbing onto the collar of his chef's jacket. "It's a date."
Chapter 5
"Explain to me how you can be in Manhattan less than two months and have two hot guys falling all over you and all I get are the geeks from the tech department at work chasing after me?"
"Tech guys have mad oral skills," I offer. "You should check them out."
"It's your tits." She squeezes her breasts together and stares down at her less-than-ample cleavage. "If I had your tits, I would be beating men away with a stick."
"If you can afford this apartment," I begin as I swing my hand around her spacious bedroom. "You can afford big tits."
"You didn't buy those." She nods towards my breasts, which are on full display at the
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