It’s so you can visualize it later when you get off.
Ugh, I need my sex drive to shut off.
“Am I deserving of seeing what’s behind this guarded gate?” I turn and walk backward, his hand still in mine. In the short time I’ve been here, someone has added another sign on the gate. “Oh, there’s a debate now. The Corral or The Stable?”
My hand slips from his, and I tap my finger on my lips and playfully point at each sign, alternating back and forth. He comes up behind me, chest pressed into my back, and reaches around me, tearing both signs off the gate.
“Ah, what fun is that?” I circle to see him walking to the trash can. “You’re getting rid of all their bubblegum and notes. Tell me, Hayes, is your dick as impressive as your bat? Inquiring minds want to know.”
He shakes his head. His cheeks have a hint of pink, and not from the tease of summer today. “Unfortunately, this stuff comes with living in this condo.”
“Well, it is kind of an iconic building.”
He punches in the security code and opens the gate for me. I step in, wondering if some woman is lurking around, wondering who I am. I’d have to say I’m a nobody. But then his hand touches the small of my back, playing the part perfectly until the gate closes behind us. I don’t want to be a nobody. I wish I really was here to find out his dick size. But I’d keep it all to myself.
“Unfortunately, I’m on the top floor though.”
“I bet you usually just carry all the women up the stairs,” I tease, and he knocks me with his shoulder, causing me to bump into the first-floor unit. “Whose place is this?”
“Easton’s.”
“I bet that door sees a lot of action, huh?”
Easton seems like a decent guy. A family guy, from what I witnessed at my house. I shouldn’t believe the rumors I hear, but if the gossip is to be believed, he definitely enjoys his life as a professional baseball player, especially the nightlife.
“You interested?” Hayes cocks his eyebrow at me.
“My nights are getting a little lonely.”
He stops us mid-step, crushing me against the wall, his hands on my hips. “Just say the word, and I’ll fill the vacancy in your bed.”
I’m flushed and at a loss for words. His eyes brim with lust, and I can’t deny I feel the same way. “How come you’re always caging me against a wall?”
“’Cause you’re always one second away from running.”
We stare into one another’s eyes, and god, I could sink into him so easily. Allow all these feelings to rise to the surface and take advantage of the sexual tension that feels as though it’s always the third party in a room with us.
“No one’s here. You’re wasting all your good moves when it’s just the two of us.” My voice is way breathier than it should be.
His fingers mold to my hips. “Believe me, Leighton, if I ever get you behind a closed bedroom door, you’ll see this is just the warm-up.”
He steps back, and my body instantly misses the heat of his. He jogs up a few stairs and looks back at me, a cocky grin in place because he knows what he just did to me.
I follow, his ass at my eye level, probably something he did on purpose. “Didn’t your mom ever tell you it’s not nice to tease a girl?”
He stands at his condo door, his finger hovering over the keypad as he smirks. “Just tell me when you want me to do more than tease.”
The space between my thighs throbs with his comment. “I think we’re playing with fire.”
He punches in the code and opens the door. “Sorry, it’s hard for me when I know you had a crush on me.”
I scoff and slide by him into his apartment, hoping he has a dog or a cat I don’t know about to act as a distraction. “I crushed on a lot of people, don’t hang your pride on it.”
It’s a lie. Hayes has been my number one crush my entire life.
“Always one to pull my head from the clouds.” He steps inside and closes the door.
“Oh, did I bruise your ego? I’m only one woman. If guys were leaving notes on my door every day, I wouldn’t let one man chink my armor.” I look around his private space. I’m just joking with him, but being in his space, a place I don’t think he shares with many people, does make me feel a little special.
