It’s been two days of the usual glances and playful banter. Danica hasn’t made any hints or suggestions to go any further. In fact we had a short discussion of her telling me, it can’t happen, not while she’s on the job. I understand where she’s coming from and I can see her point, but God damn it. I want everyone to know she’s my girl. For Real.
Every night I go to bed and think about being deep inside her. A few times I’ve had to stop myself from entering her room while she slept. I just wanted to hold her, but I knew she wouldn’t allow it. As stubborn as she is, if I want things to work out between us, I have to follow the rules. Her rules.
It’s so fucking hard, because I’ve never felt this way before. Is it weird my arms miss holding her? Am I crazy that I dream about kissing her? And let’s not even talk about how bad my cock wants back in her greedy little pussy.
We haven’t left the house much, and watching her prance around in her cut off shirts and skin tight shorts, well, I’m at the boiling point. I've got blue balls for crying out loud. Luckily, it’s Saturday and Jax and the gang are coming over to hang out.
I walk into the living room and sit on the sofa. Danica lays back and puts her feet in my lap. Today’s she wearing daisy duke jean shorts and another one of her cut off shirts. My hand rubs up and down her silk legs while we watch T.V.
“Why don’t we go out to the beach for a bit, or out back by the pool even?” she says, flipping through the channels. Yes, fresh air will do me good. I’ll do anything to get out of these close quarters. If I don’t, I’m going to take her up to my bedroom and she won’t leave, ever. Rules or no rules, there’s only so many times a guy can jerk off before he needs the real thing.
“Yeah, don’t forget Jax and the gang are coming over later. We’re gonna barbeque, so we have to stop by the store.” She lifts up off the couch and stretches, and her shirt rides up to expose her toned torso.
My mouth goes dry, “Let’s get the shopping out of the way,” I tell her because I can’t wait to see her in a bikini. Today is going to be a slow torture unless I get some release soon.
DANICA
Food shopping with Hunter this could be interesting. I appreciate him keeping his distance and not making any advance, but it's driving me crazy. After our time in the shower I want him more than ever. And because of the fact he is respecting my decision, my heart opens a little more towards him.
We take the Hummer into town and the conversation is light. We discuss what we should have food wise and of course alcohol is a must. Since Mark will be here tonight, I can let my guard down a bit. But having a target on my back makes me uncomfortable.
Hunter pushes the cart as I walk up ahead. I grab lettuce, celery and onions. When I stop in front of the cucumbers, I pick one up and turn to face him. My fingers slide up the side and back down stroking the green fruit. His eyes focus on the movement. “Did you know this thick, firm…mmm.” I slide my tongue up the dark green ribbed skin, “is all edible and is actually a fruit, not a vegetable.” With half lidded eyes he clears his throat and diverts his attention away.
“Oh yeah.” He replies. I place the cucumber in the basket and move over to the tomatoes. With one in each hand I rotate the ripe red plum tomatoes between my fingers, massaging them if you will. “And these, the balls have to have the right touch, not too firm, but not all wrinkly and saggy either.”
He bumps my hip with the end of the cart. I bat my eyes and put on an innocent face, then lick my lips. “You’re not playing fair Dani,” his voice is full of lust, his eyes glaze over. If it isn’t the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
I walk around the cart and place my hand on his shoulder. I lean in and kiss his cheek “Sorry, I can’t help myself.” He nods and pushes the carriage forward. We grab some bags of chips and find our way into the meat section.
“Don’t even think about it.” His eyes throw a warning sign as I pick up a four pack of kielbasa. Unable to control my giddiness, I let it out. Oh he is too easy. “Fine, then let’s go. I’m hot and need to take a swim.” We make our purchases and stop at the liquor store next door. After filling the back of the Hummer, we drive in silence back to the townhouse.
Once we put everything away, I excuse myself to get ready. The time has gotten away from me and his friends will be here in a few hours. As I walk up the stairs, I get smacked on the ass, “What was that for?” I look over my shoulder and Hunter smiles. “Sorry, I can’t help myself.” He mimics me and laughs.
“Well, it’s going to be a long night for you Hunter Marshall - Game on!” I take off in a run into my room and think of all the ways I can torture him tonight in front of his friends. “This is gonna be fun!”