gym. We've talked a few times. Her name starts with K or a C. I can't remember. It's like Kate or Catalin. All I know for sure is that she has great tits and a nice ass. And when she invited me to drinks, I didn't think about saying no. I also didn't get her number.
Now I'm the douche who stood her up. Remembering her body, they way her tits bounce when she runs on the treadmill, I'm most certain that she won't be alone for long. And since I can't remember her name, I'm not too brokenhearted. My dick, well, he's a little put out.
I reassure my lonely dick that the next time I see Miss Tits and Ass at the gym, all I'll need to do is flash my baby blues, wipe the sweat from my forehead with my shirt, showing off my tight abs, and claim that a heartbroken friend kept me away. Then I'll ask if we can reschedule. Ten to one says she doesn't hold a grudge for long.
What's sexier than a good-looking successful guy who went to a friend's recue?
'Don't worry, boy, you'll be balls deep in that chick before the end of the week. Tonight's about Jess.' My dick and I both agree that she's the only one we'd make the sacrifice for.
Besides, the chick from the gym gives off the same vibe I do. She's not looking for anything other than some fun and a good fuck. Those are my goals, too, but the order of significance is most usually reversed.
Jess and I have always had different life goals. Not for hard work or dedication—we both kick ass at that. We've worked hard and it’s paid off. We both have great jobs. My old truck is now a sleek black sports car. My apartment is in the best chic part of St. Louis. She has it all too, or did, before her recent engagement ended. Nevertheless, she has the great job and the apartment she was sharing with Jack Dickhead is in her name. In most ways, we're both living the dream.
It's just that our dreams for a relationship—a forever, until I die thing—have always been different.
Jess has been searching for that for as long as I can remember, while I've been content with right now. And believe me, there are plenty of right nows everywhere I look. She'd thought she'd found it, her forever. Unfortunately, Jess's forever just fucked his coworker—in her bed.
"Hey, how about I order some dinner," I offer. "I can have sushi here in twenty minutes?"
Jess sighs against my chest. "I deserve better." Her voice is soft, but determined.
"You sure as hell do. Maybe pizza?"
"No," she tips her chin upward until our eyes met. "Jerkface, not food. I deserve to be happy."
That's my girl.
"And sushi is the perfect start."
I suck in a breath as she reaches down, awakening my dick, purposely rubbing my jeans.
"What are you doing?" Though I’m asking the question, my dick knows the drill.
Jess blinks her eyes. Her tears have dried, and her damn green eyes are filled with something I've never seen before, not from her. Her cheeks rise as her pink tongue darts out to her lip and then disappears. "I think I have a better idea than food, something that will make me feel better."
Releasing July 14, 2016
THE COCKY SMILING O STORIES
Duncan - The Deal
Ashton - The Agreement - July 14th
Malcom - The Meeting
Emerson - The Engagement
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THE RECKLESS STORIES
Cherry Popper
Panty Dropper - July 28th
Candy Licker
Sixty Niner
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THE CLAIMED STORIES
Mine to Have
His to Have
Need to Have
One to Have
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THE BLUE LAGOON STORIES
Surrendering to Finn
Surrendering to Bram
Surrendering to Simon
Surrendering to Micah
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THE SIZZLING RESORT STORIES
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