giddily. “Baby, your cock is going to feel so good inside me.” Her other hand had my jeans off in an instant, my boxers not far behind.
“Amanda, no…” my weak plea faltered as her mouth sucked me, hard.
Damn, she’s fucking good, too.
Let her suck you some more and that will be it. Do you want a quick nut or do you want Emma? Conscience was pounding on my mind as my cock pounded against Amanda’s throat.
Emma…
I wanted her so much it hurts. It was a deep ache that was hard to get rid of.
Then what the fuck are you waiting for, you fool? As much as I loved getting my dick worked over by a talented sucker and tongue-twister, I loved Emma more. I didn’t know how I did it, but I managed to get Amanda off my goods and left the room without a backward glance.
No more of this shit.
I wanted my girl back, I declared with certainty.
If I had to go all out to get her, then so be it. I was past caring if I had rules before because they’re all broken now. Emma was breaking me, so I had to free myself and ride with the tide. Hopefully, it wouldn’t drown me with it.
So This Is What Jealousy Feels Like? I Hate It.
We were going to spend the weekend in Tahoe to celebrate our win. When Lindsey called, telling me that Emma was coming, I suddenly became nervous, but at the same time, I knew that this was my only chance to win her back, so I better prepare myself.
So here I was, inside my SUV while we waited for Emma to come and head out with the rest of us in separate vehicles to party in our family’s cabin at Lake Tahoe.
My heart skipped a beat when I saw Emma emerge, looking more gorgeous than she ever should. She frowned, glancing at the cars, possibly trying to come up with an excuse to ride with other people. Like hell she was. Everyone knew that I wanted Emma to ride with me.
When our eyes met, she blushed and looked down before walking towards me. “Sorry, I ran a little longer,” Emma apologized as she opened the door.
I exhaled loudly once I was out of the car, rounding towards where she was standing on the opposite side and took hold of her purse without speaking to her.
“Thank you,” she said kindly as I went to the back of the SUV and shoved it in the trunk.
I wasn’t trying to be a dick by not speaking to her, but at this point, I had to prepare myself to be around her again. Shit, I was nervous and excited just being near her. It was crazy sad, but I was happy for this small blessing.
After four hours of a completely silent ride, I knew some serious stuff was brewing in the back. I was trying to engage Brody or Cooper to talk, but neither of them were speaking. After several attempts, I decided to ignore the people in the back and cranked the music up to fill the silence. I just wanted to enjoy Emma’s presence next to me even if we weren’t speaking to each other.
The little joy I deluded myself in, departed the second Emma’s phone vibrated on the side door, where she’d put it when she got in, nestled on the door handle.
It didn’t take a genius to know who sent that stupid message when I saw her grin like a gushing schoolgirl. Fucking Bass Cole. Why don’t you just drop dead? Better yet, why didn’t he go fuck more of those models he enjoyed so much and leave my woman alone?
I flicked a glance towards Emma; her amused smile toyed with my insanity as she typed her reply.
Shit, I tried to be nice. Really, I tried, but when she kept grinning like that and the stupid phone kept going without a break, I just lost my shit.
Out of nowhere, I snatched the phone out of her hands and shoved it in my pocket for safekeeping. At this point, I knew I was acting like an angry bear with a sore head, but fuck it. I didn’t want Bass Cole to fuck with my weekend, the only opportunity I had to get my Emma back.
“Give it back!” the star-struck woman of mine furiously demanded.
Not happening, baby. Not until you’re mine again. “No.” I pressed my lips together in a
“Amanda, no…” my weak plea faltered as her mouth sucked me, hard.
Damn, she’s fucking good, too.
Let her suck you some more and that will be it. Do you want a quick nut or do you want Emma? Conscience was pounding on my mind as my cock pounded against Amanda’s throat.
Emma…
I wanted her so much it hurts. It was a deep ache that was hard to get rid of.
Then what the fuck are you waiting for, you fool? As much as I loved getting my dick worked over by a talented sucker and tongue-twister, I loved Emma more. I didn’t know how I did it, but I managed to get Amanda off my goods and left the room without a backward glance.
No more of this shit.
I wanted my girl back, I declared with certainty.
If I had to go all out to get her, then so be it. I was past caring if I had rules before because they’re all broken now. Emma was breaking me, so I had to free myself and ride with the tide. Hopefully, it wouldn’t drown me with it.
So This Is What Jealousy Feels Like? I Hate It.
We were going to spend the weekend in Tahoe to celebrate our win. When Lindsey called, telling me that Emma was coming, I suddenly became nervous, but at the same time, I knew that this was my only chance to win her back, so I better prepare myself.
So here I was, inside my SUV while we waited for Emma to come and head out with the rest of us in separate vehicles to party in our family’s cabin at Lake Tahoe.
My heart skipped a beat when I saw Emma emerge, looking more gorgeous than she ever should. She frowned, glancing at the cars, possibly trying to come up with an excuse to ride with other people. Like hell she was. Everyone knew that I wanted Emma to ride with me.
When our eyes met, she blushed and looked down before walking towards me. “Sorry, I ran a little longer,” Emma apologized as she opened the door.
I exhaled loudly once I was out of the car, rounding towards where she was standing on the opposite side and took hold of her purse without speaking to her.
“Thank you,” she said kindly as I went to the back of the SUV and shoved it in the trunk.
I wasn’t trying to be a dick by not speaking to her, but at this point, I had to prepare myself to be around her again. Shit, I was nervous and excited just being near her. It was crazy sad, but I was happy for this small blessing.
After four hours of a completely silent ride, I knew some serious stuff was brewing in the back. I was trying to engage Brody or Cooper to talk, but neither of them were speaking. After several attempts, I decided to ignore the people in the back and cranked the music up to fill the silence. I just wanted to enjoy Emma’s presence next to me even if we weren’t speaking to each other.
The little joy I deluded myself in, departed the second Emma’s phone vibrated on the side door, where she’d put it when she got in, nestled on the door handle.
It didn’t take a genius to know who sent that stupid message when I saw her grin like a gushing schoolgirl. Fucking Bass Cole. Why don’t you just drop dead? Better yet, why didn’t he go fuck more of those models he enjoyed so much and leave my woman alone?
I flicked a glance towards Emma; her amused smile toyed with my insanity as she typed her reply.
Shit, I tried to be nice. Really, I tried, but when she kept grinning like that and the stupid phone kept going without a break, I just lost my shit.
Out of nowhere, I snatched the phone out of her hands and shoved it in my pocket for safekeeping. At this point, I knew I was acting like an angry bear with a sore head, but fuck it. I didn’t want Bass Cole to fuck with my weekend, the only opportunity I had to get my Emma back.
“Give it back!” the star-struck woman of mine furiously demanded.
Not happening, baby. Not until you’re mine again. “No.” I pressed my lips together in a
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