Why?Why the hell did Lynx have to be so nice?
Even after I turned him down, he was still parked out in front of my house, keeping an eye on things the way he had for the past few weeks.I couldn’t even imagine Billy doing something like that.Shit, Billy would’ve probably kept his distance, not wanting to put himself in harm’s way.
“Such an asshole,” I muttered to myself, tossing the blanket off.
It was hot.And it had little to do with the mediocre air conditioning and everything to do with that damn dream.
It wasn’t different than a lot of my fantasies in previous years.All involving the sexy bad boy I should’ve been keeping a serious distance from.For chrissakes, the guy was married.
And okay, fine.He was only married at this point on paper.The legal process was working its magic, and sometime in the near future he would be officially divorced.At that point, I wasn’t sure what excuse I was going to use, but I knew I had to come up with something.
Peering over at my nightstand, I was tempted to pull out my vibrator.It would certainly take the edge off as I'd learned over the years.I had started with the self-pleasure a long time ago, so it wasn’t like it was anything new.Having been with a man who’d been focused only on himself, I had gotten used to it.
I briefly wondered if sex with Lynx would be that way.Would I have to resort to getting myself off after?
For whatever reason, I was shaking my head.
No, I didn’t think Lynx was a selfish lover.No way would women be falling all over themselves to be with him if he were.And they were.To the point it was almost embarrassing.So much so that the guy had to be some sort of freak in bed to keep them coming back for more, although he was ready to move on after one night.Or so I'd heard.
The sound of a truck engine turning over had me jerking my attention toward the window.
He was leaving.
I glanced at the clock.
It was only six twenty in the morning.What the hell was I doing awake?
When the drone of the engine faded away, I reached for my vibrator.
Why the hell not?
No way was I going to give in to Lynx, so I might as well satisfy my own needs.Even if the man was off-limits, the fantasies of him weren’t.
Settling back on the bed, I closed my eyes and drew up the mental image of Lynx.The one I always resorted to during times like this.He was shirtless in my mind, walking into my bedroom after having been outside, his chest glistening with sweat, my eyes drawn to all those tattoos.
God, he was sexy.
Before I knew it, I had the vibrator turned on low, the blunt tip pressed to my clit, working me up slowly.
I imagined Lynx turning to me, his heated stare practically undressing me where I lay.I imagined his eyes trailing down to where my hand was tucked beneath my panties.He was watching me as I let the vibration roll over my clit, driving me higher and higher.Then I imagined it was his tongue on me, his mouth driving me closer to the edge.
“Oh, shit!”I cried out, my orgasm slamming into me unexpectedly.
I rode it out until I was too sensitive to the vibration.At that point, I tossed the damn toy onto the bed and stared up at the ceiling.Although the relief was instant, I knew it would never be enough to keep my thoughts from drifting to that man.
And one of these days, I was going to give in.
Which would leave me where?
As another notch in Lynx Caine’s bedpost?
Forcing myself to sit up, I sighed.“Yeah.No fuckin’ thank you.”
ChapterFour
Saturday, September 2, 2017
Lynx
