My hand stills, and my cock swells right before I come, my orgasm tearing through me with such force that I have to drop my head to the door for support.
“Fuck,” I whisper, catching my breath. I slowly pump a few more times and then drop my hand from my cock and place my forearm on the door in front of me.
That did nothing for me.
Sure, it was a release, but it didn’t help this burning desire racing up and down my spine.
It doesn’t relieve the need I have forher.
It only took a tiny edge off.
Not sure it will be enough.
Hell, I know it’s not enough.
Because if it were my choice, I’d burst through this door and make her sit on my goddamn face until I made her come three fucking times with my tongue.
That would be how I’d spend my morning. Instead, I’m cleaning up the bathroom and washing my hands, then knocking on the door, asking her if I can come out.
When she says yes, I open the door to her putting her robe back on and tying it loosely at the side. When her eyes meet mine, I notice her flushed cheeks and pleased smile. Walking up to me, she once again places her hand on my chest and sighs happily. “Thank you so much, Eli. I know this is weird for us, but I’m so glad I can be comfortable enough to do that in the other room. I feel better. It might be like this for a while, given the sexual drive I have recently. So I appreciate you being cool about it.”
It might be like this for a while?
How long is a while?
Because I’m not sure I can take another day like this.
She’s walking around this apartment like a goddamn goddess, her sexual magnetism a ten out of ten, and tempting me with every smile, every time our eyes meet, and every sashay of her hips.
If this is going to last longer than today, then I’m royally fucked.
ChapterTwenty-Four
PENNY
“He’s not breaking,” I say as I take a seat at the bistro table Blakely and Winnie are sitting at.
“Who’s not breaking? What are we talking about?” Winnie asks, looking between us.
Blakely and I exchange glances, and I give her a curt nod.
“Winnie,” Blakely says. “We love you, and we want you to be in this circle of trust, but there’s a slight conflict of interest. You’re dating Penny’s brother, and what we’re about to discuss can’t get back to Pacey. So, we know this is asking a lot from you. Do you think you can keep this information in this circle, right here?” Blakely motions between all of us.
“Are you asking . . .” She pauses and glances over her shoulder and then whispers, “To form an alliance?”
I slowly nod my head. “A bosom buddy alliance.” I point at our chests. “We all have boobs. This is information only for those who have boobs.”
Winnie rubs her hands together. “I’ve always wanted to form an alliance. This feels right. Should we touch nipples to seal the deal?”
“Or we can shake on it,” Blakely says.
“I mean sure, not as fun, but sure.” Chuckling, we all shake on it, and then Winnie says, “So, what are we talking about?”
Chiming in like the best friend that she is, Blakely says, “Our dear pregnant friend over here is attempting to break Hornsby’s will.”
“Oh, that sounds like fun. In what way?”
“I want to have sex with him,” I say. “Badly.”
