When the kiss ended, they were both breathless. "Fuck, woman, the things I want to do to you. If only you'd give in."
"Keep dreaming, lover boy," she panted and stepped away from him.
"I will have you, Frankie. You can count on that." He watched her walk away and knew it was only a matter of time before the stubborn woman gave in to what they both craved.
Chapter Five
Frankie
The man was insufferable. He wouldn't take no for an answer. Why did she find that so hot? From any other man, it was a major turn off, but not Yaeger. The man was already under her skin and part of her liked it.
When she got home, she found a bouquet of lilies waiting for her. Again, she threw them out. She wished whoever was sending them would stop. She didn't think that was going to happen, though.
Putting the flowers, and her secret admirer, out of her mind, she turned her thoughts to Yaeger and the kiss they'd shared. Just thinking about him made her feel needy. "Get a grip, Frankie. He's just a man. A very hot man who makes you feel things with just a kiss that you've never felt before, but still just a man," she muttered to herself as she got ready for bed.
She lay there thinking about him, and as she did, her hands began to wander. She massaged her breasts until her nipples were hard pebbles and a soft moan escaped her. Then one hand snaked down into her pajama bottoms to stroke her pussy. She imagined it was Yaeger's fingers stroking her and moaned. Her fingers parted her folds, and she slipped first one and then a second inside, curling them both to hit her sweet spot. "Yes," she panted. Her fingers thrusted in and out of her and soon she was rocking against her hand, imagining it was Yaeger's cock inside her instead of her fingers. "Oh fuck," she cried out as she came, her orgasm curling her toes.
"Son of a bitch, I'm in trouble," she said once her breathing was back to normal. She knew it was only a matter of time before she gave in to the inevitable, but she was going to make the man work for it.
Another day, another dollar. The tavern was fairly busy, but she knew when Yaeger sauntered in. His scent hit her, and she got wet. Fuck. She knew the moment he got close to the counter top he would smell her arousal. There wasn't anything she could do about it, so she just shrugged it off.
"Evening, darlin'," he said as he leaned on the counter.
"Evening. Let me guess, lager," she replied.
"You know it."
"Don't you have anything better to do than come in here every night?" she asked.
"Nope. I like seeing your pretty face after work," he replied.
"Such a sweet talker, lover boy. Go on. I have to get back to work," she said, shooing him away.
"Join me on your break," he said as he walked away. It was more command than request.
She shook her head and watched him go before she got back to work. By the time her break rolled around, she was ready to sit for a few minutes.
"You're lucky I like you, lover boy," she said as she slid into the booth across from him. Tonight she had whiskey and Coke.
"Why is that?" he asked.
"Your order to join you on my break. Anyone else, I would have told them to go fuck themselves."
He chuckled. "Good to know you like me then. Tell me something, darlin', you got any plans for your next day off?"
"Not at the moment. Why?"
"Let me take you out again."
She studied him. Spending more time with him sounded like a bad idea if she wanted to keep her distance. "Okay."
"All I'm telling you is dress warm," he said, and she arched a brow. "It's a surprise," he added.
"Fine. I'm off on Saturday," she informed him. "You can pick me up here again."
"When are you going to let me pick you up at your place?"
"Maybe never," she said cheekily. "I have to get back to work," she added, draining her drink.
