the liquor. It was strong and she giggled and moved closer.
“You said you needed a ride Marla, not somewhere to stay. Where have you been staying?”
“Mom and dad’s lately, but you know how they are about drinking. I would never hear the end of it and would probably have a reservation made at the closest rehab before I woke up. Come on, what is the big deal? You got that huge house all to yourself.”
“Yea because of you. Fine, just buckle up and try to sober up. You never were a good drunk.”
Marla could tell she was pushing him, so she smiled impishly and pulled the seatbelt around her chest, making sure the band fell between her large breasts. She put the seat down slightly and her legs opened and closed, fanning her heated core.
Rick tried to ignore her blatant attempts to seduce him. His cock hardened in his pants, but he kept his focus on the road. He felt her hand on his leg and as it moved closer to his excitement, he pushed her hand away.
“Stop Marla. I'm engaged and I'm not trying to jeopardize that anymore with you.”
Marla pouted and put her hand back, though the second time she did not play like she was being innocent. Her palm gripped and squeezed his hard, thick cock and moaned. The sound made him throb and jerk in her hand in response.
“Mmm, I miss that Rick. I miss you inside of me so deep. Don’t you miss that baby? Don’t you ever think about me, like I think about you?”
“Stop now.”
His voice was cold and Marla pulled her hand away.
“You cheated on me if I remember correctly and then insisted on moving with him to the city to “pursue your dreams. How did that work out for you?”
His bitterness surprised him. Rick had thought that he had gotten over her, yet to be honest she had broken his heart years before. She was the untouchable in college and a trophy when he had finally won her. He had even thought that he loved her, though now he knew that it had been more a lustful romp. Rick was devastated when he had walked in on one of his friends plowing her from behind and that is what made him feel so guilty about Meeka, even though it really wasn’t his fault. He knew how it felt to walk in on something like that and then to have your whole world crushed in an instance.
Rick’s cock started to lower with his thoughts and the pair was quiet for the rest of the thirty-minute ride back. She seemed subdued, though Rick doubted that he had gotten through to her. She was not dense or stupid, just singularly focused on her goals and Rick was presently one of them.
“You can sleep in the guest bedroom. The bed is all made up and the shower is down the hall if you want to clean yourself up. I will try to help you find your car tomorrow before work, okay?”
“Thanks Rick. You really are the best.”
The look in her eyes was disconcerting for him, but he tried to put his ill-ease thoughts out of his head. He was just being paranoid he figured. He had made himself clear and she knew where she stood with him, he was sure of it.
Chapter 11
Marla laid on the pillow-top mattress and stewed. Her plans to go home and get Rick back were not going as planned. He resisted her advances and it did more than hurt her ego. She really cared about Rick and she always had. He was the regret that she had carried with her. He had begged her to come home when she had first left. He had offered to forgive her for cheating, as long as she had come back.
She had been young and stupid, throwing his sensitivity back in his face and making him feel bad. Marla knew now that she was getting the karma for those decisions and she did not like the taste. What she had not been counting on was him being engaged and his fiancée being pregnant when she got back. Meeka was pretty and seemed nice, but Marla knew that she was the one that really belonged with him. They weren’t meant to be together, she was sure of it. Every time she had gotten out of another failed relationship, Marla had thought of
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