Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
It feels good to throw some punches. I’ve been so busy with protection jobs and moving into the new house that I haven’t had a chance to get in a decent session in a while.
It’s not long before my knuckles are sore and red and on the verge of bleeding. I’m sweating my ass off and gasping for air. This is just what I needed. But the question still remains: What am I going to do about Sadie?
The girl is like a puzzle. A puzzle and a giant pain in my ass.
I’ve never wanted a woman more in my life, but at the same time, I can’t keep fighting for someone who doesn’t want me. How much longer can I put up with being pushed away and being made a fool of? There’s only so much one man can take.
But at the same time, I’m not a quitter. The last thing I want to do is give up on her. I want Sadie. I know she and I can be happy together. I just need her to see that. But right now, that’s easier said than done.
I go over all this in my head as I clean off in the shower.
“No-relationship rule,” I scoff as I shut off the water and grab my towel. “Who hurt you, Sadie?”
I step out of the bathroom into my bedroom and start to dry off when I see something out of the corner of my eye. It’s coming from Sadie’s house, and when I glance over out my window, I see it’s her bedroom light flashing off and on every other few seconds or so.
“What the hell?”
I step forward, towel wrapped around my waist, and peer out to see Sadie standing in her bedroom in nothing but a pair of panties, her hand on the light-switch, looking over at me.
Our eyes meet, and she drops her hand from the switch and smiles seductively as she picks up her phone. I see her fingers working, then seconds later, my phone buzzes. I pick it up and see a text from her.
Hey, sexy. See anything you like?
29
Sadie
I’m taking a big risk after how I behaved back at the restaurant, throwing Jake’s words back in his face at him. He could easily just tell me to get lost, and he would be more than justified in doing so.
But I’m hoping that he’ll make a different decision tonight. A more fun decision.
I watch as he looks back at me. He still has his phone in his hand, but he hasn’t texted me back yet. He’s just looking at me with those eyes—those beautiful blue eyes.
Come on, text me, jerk-face!
His skin is glistening, still wet from the shower, and his abs look absolutely ridiculous. So damn sexy.
Is this how he felt when he was watching me?
I still can’t believe he had his eyes on me after I got out of the shower that night. So, so naughty. And yet it turns me on more than I can put into words.
I really shouldn’t have teased him back at work by telling him I’d think about it. I want him desperately, and I could have just blown the whole thing up by trying to tease him a little.
He’s still looking at me. He still has his phone in his hand. Should I mouth something to him to hurry him up?
No. That would be giving in. I have to hold steady and wait. He’s either going to text back or he isn’t.
But this is starting to get ridiculous.
I’m chewing the inside of my lip with nervousness. I’m ready to throw on a shirt and race over there and go pound my fists against his chest. But that’s when he finally looks down and starts typing something.
I gulp a deep breath as my phone buzzes in my hand.
I might ;)
“Oh, you bastard…” I mutter, trying not to let my smile show as I type back my response.
Maybe you need a closer look?
Our little playful teasing is fun, but I need Jake right now. Ever since he pressed his hard cock against me at work, I’ve needed him. And I can’t keep this up much longer.
I press send and watch as he reads my text and grins.
Maybe I do.
He looks up at me and drops his towel, revealing his enormous hard-on. Instantly, my mouth starts to water.
Get your butt over here then, mister, I text.
Jake reads my text and shakes his head. My phone buzzes.
No. YOU get YOUR butt over here, missy. I already came to you once tonight.
His dominance melts over me, and I go all fuzzy inside. He really knows how to treat me just right. I don’t even bother texting back this time. I just look out the window at him and nod.
He grins back and turns away from the window and begins setting the mood-lighting in his bedroom. It’s then that I get my first glimpse of his butt. And wow, is it amazing. Sculpted, muscular, perfectly shaped. Men don’t seem to realize that we women like their butts too, and Jake’s is incredible.