LIV
I’m ready to shamelessly offer him my body on a platter. This tank of a man standing in front of me screams sex. As I open my mouth to introduce myself, his phone rings, breaking our moment. I keep quiet as he pulls the phone out of his pocket, answering it while never breaking eye contact with me.
“Yeah.”
I nearly groan when I hear his husky growl.
His face softens. “Hey, baby….”
My heart stutters and I stand a little straighter.
He listens intently before commanding, “Don’t move, I’ll be right there.”
Thankful I hadn’t embarrassed myself by hitting on a married man, I give him a polite smile and turn away quickly to close the back of the Jeep. Parked next to a cart return, all I have to do is push the cart in the stall and quickly transfer Tucker to his seat.
Rounding the front of my Cherokee, I give him one last glance before hopping inside. I couldn’t read him, but I know it wasn’t hard to see the disappointment on my own expressive face. I can’t hide my feelings for shit.
It’s okay though, I find sexy voiced, God-like creatures all the time. I’ll just catch the next one, I think to myself. I drop my head to the steering wheel, where it makes a Thunk noise and I sigh. Dammit.
I lift my head and turn the key in the ignition, desperate to get out of the parking lot, and look back to Tucker.
“You ready to go see Nana?”
He dances in his seat. “Nana! Tookies!”
She spoils him with the candy and cookies she keeps in her bread box. Most days I would grouse at her for giving him so much sugar, but I’m not up for the argument today, so I won’t be saying a word.
With no one parked in front of me, I pull straight through the space. Glancing in my side mirror I see the handsome stranger standing right where I left him. No longer on the phone, he’s unmoving, with his hands in his front pockets and a slight frown on his face.
I suppose his baby was all done talking.
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It was seven thirty in the evening when we got home for the day. After dropping off groceries and another short visit with Nana, we had lunch and ran errands for another of my elderly clients. It was a productive day, even with an almost two-year-old, and I pat myself on the back.
I couldn’t stop thinking about the parking lot though. That big, tattooed man was in my head the whole day. My brain kept telling me that he was taken, off limits. But my body was having a hard time getting on board, and just thinking about him had arousal leaking in my panties. All. Damn. Day. Long.
Lying in bed, long after my house settled for the night, I replay our brief encounter. Imagining that wink, and his gravelly voice. His powerful frame and tattoos made me weak in the knees and picturing the generous bulge in his pants makes me groan.
I slip my hand into my sleep shorts, half ashamed I’m going to do this thinking about a married man. But, his bronze, inked skin and bearded smile have haunted me all day and I can’t take it anymore.
My fingers find my outer lips swollen, slick and wet, begging for attention. Circling my clit with my thumb, I tease my entrance with my middle finger. The gentle strokes making my clit pulse and my opening clench, searching, in need of the thick flesh that I could see outlined in his jeans. Pushing inside, I raise my hips, taking in as much of my finger as I can.
Over and over, I plunge in and out, envisioning his face while curling my middle finger to drag along my sensitive inner wall. I insert a second finger moaning at the added thickness, and the feel of my palm as the soft skin massages my clit.
Pumping my hips faster, using my free hand to play with my nipples, it only takes a soft flick of my clit, pretending that it’s his tongue, for me to explode. Pinching my nipple, I continue to fuck my hand while my thumb rubs my swollen clit. My ass lifting rhythmically, my juices leak out onto the bed until my climax dwindles and I’m left panting, empty and soaked.
My legs fall open, and my arms drop. I lay my head back and close my eyes, softly caressing my breasts as my breathing returns to normal.
Not even close to being sated, and still picturing his imposing body, I know it’s going to be a long night.