from a race. And besides, Derek kept encouraging it. Now I know why.
It’s completely dark out now, and the streetlights are on as I turn down Lexi’s street. My body is still tense from dealing with that fucking puny little loser that was running his mouth at Lexi. I should have put my fist through his face. Rolling my shoulders, I slowly ease up speed and pull up in front of Lexi’s place. Looking into my rearview mirror, I see her pull into the driveway.
I have to keep my feelings at bay with this chick. She’s really getting under my skin, and I can’t let that happen. Not now. Not ever. Thoughts of her stepping out of her car after the race flash through my memory. Her perfect tits framed in a tight fitting, purple v-neck t-shirt. Her amazing curvy ass, hugged in all the right places by a pair of denim shorts. Running her fingers through her luscious red hair. And those Chucks. Fuck! Most men would get off on a woman in a sexy pair of heels. I admit, I appreciate a hot pair myself, but give me a girl in a pair of Chucks any day.
I put my car in park, shut it off, and get out. After I shut the door I cross my arms and rest them on the roof of my car, watching Lexi get out. She tightens her ponytail and straightens out her clothes. Her cheeks are flushed. I’m not sure if it’s from the rush of having to speed through town, or because she wants me. She’s so fucking beautiful. As bad as I want to feel her body underneath me, I decide it’s best to get my thoughts in check before we go any further with whatever this is. I might be a bit of an asshole, but she did just break up with someone, and today has been all kinds of crazy.
Lexi shuts her car door, double checks that it’s locked, and then turns to look at me with those big, beautiful brown eyes. “Would you, uh, like to stay for a beer, Coen?”
God, if she isn’t making it hard to say no right now. Hard. That’s a good word for it. My dick is definitely twitching at the sight of her next to that sexy car of hers, remembering what we were doing in there earlier today. I clear my throat, trying to stifle the groan rising from deep in my chest thanks to my aching balls.
“I would love to, Lexi, but I should probably get going. It’s getting late, and I have to be at my aunt’s place early in the morning or she’ll be jumping down my throat.” I huff and roll my eyes.
“Oh,” is all she says, breaking eye contact with me and fumbling around with her keys. She bends her head down while running her hand over her hair. “Well, I guess I’ll see you—”
She’s cut off by the sound of squelching tires and the sound of a car door slamming. Before I even bother turning my head to see who this idiot is, I know. Looks like this twerp wants his ass kicked after all.
He’s barely taken two steps toward me before he starts yelling again. “Who the fuck do you think you are, putting your hands on me and taking my girl home?”
“I’m not your fucking girl any more, Patrick, and this is exactly why. Your crazy-ass fucking outbursts of rage. Now fuck off and go home!” Lexi yells from across the driveway.
I walk over to him, my boots loud on the pavement, cracking my knuckles. What if I hadn’t driven home with Lexi? She’s tough, but this guy is out to get her. I’m beyond mad, and grab him by the throat again, holding him just an inch or two above the ground.
“Look, you stupid little punk. I answer to no one. It’s none of your business who I am or what I do, and it sounds to me like Lexi wants you off of her property. So how about you take the fuck off before I pound your face into the curb.” I spit the words into his face and then drop him on his ass. “If I fucking see you anywhere near Lexi again, you are going to have bigger problems than that fucking shitty attitude of yours, asshole. Now fuck off!”
Patrick glares at me for a brief moment before he stumbles to his feet. I don’t take my eyes off of him. I want him to feel
It’s completely dark out now, and the streetlights are on as I turn down Lexi’s street. My body is still tense from dealing with that fucking puny little loser that was running his mouth at Lexi. I should have put my fist through his face. Rolling my shoulders, I slowly ease up speed and pull up in front of Lexi’s place. Looking into my rearview mirror, I see her pull into the driveway.
I have to keep my feelings at bay with this chick. She’s really getting under my skin, and I can’t let that happen. Not now. Not ever. Thoughts of her stepping out of her car after the race flash through my memory. Her perfect tits framed in a tight fitting, purple v-neck t-shirt. Her amazing curvy ass, hugged in all the right places by a pair of denim shorts. Running her fingers through her luscious red hair. And those Chucks. Fuck! Most men would get off on a woman in a sexy pair of heels. I admit, I appreciate a hot pair myself, but give me a girl in a pair of Chucks any day.
I put my car in park, shut it off, and get out. After I shut the door I cross my arms and rest them on the roof of my car, watching Lexi get out. She tightens her ponytail and straightens out her clothes. Her cheeks are flushed. I’m not sure if it’s from the rush of having to speed through town, or because she wants me. She’s so fucking beautiful. As bad as I want to feel her body underneath me, I decide it’s best to get my thoughts in check before we go any further with whatever this is. I might be a bit of an asshole, but she did just break up with someone, and today has been all kinds of crazy.
Lexi shuts her car door, double checks that it’s locked, and then turns to look at me with those big, beautiful brown eyes. “Would you, uh, like to stay for a beer, Coen?”
God, if she isn’t making it hard to say no right now. Hard. That’s a good word for it. My dick is definitely twitching at the sight of her next to that sexy car of hers, remembering what we were doing in there earlier today. I clear my throat, trying to stifle the groan rising from deep in my chest thanks to my aching balls.
“I would love to, Lexi, but I should probably get going. It’s getting late, and I have to be at my aunt’s place early in the morning or she’ll be jumping down my throat.” I huff and roll my eyes.
“Oh,” is all she says, breaking eye contact with me and fumbling around with her keys. She bends her head down while running her hand over her hair. “Well, I guess I’ll see you—”
She’s cut off by the sound of squelching tires and the sound of a car door slamming. Before I even bother turning my head to see who this idiot is, I know. Looks like this twerp wants his ass kicked after all.
He’s barely taken two steps toward me before he starts yelling again. “Who the fuck do you think you are, putting your hands on me and taking my girl home?”
“I’m not your fucking girl any more, Patrick, and this is exactly why. Your crazy-ass fucking outbursts of rage. Now fuck off and go home!” Lexi yells from across the driveway.
I walk over to him, my boots loud on the pavement, cracking my knuckles. What if I hadn’t driven home with Lexi? She’s tough, but this guy is out to get her. I’m beyond mad, and grab him by the throat again, holding him just an inch or two above the ground.
“Look, you stupid little punk. I answer to no one. It’s none of your business who I am or what I do, and it sounds to me like Lexi wants you off of her property. So how about you take the fuck off before I pound your face into the curb.” I spit the words into his face and then drop him on his ass. “If I fucking see you anywhere near Lexi again, you are going to have bigger problems than that fucking shitty attitude of yours, asshole. Now fuck off!”
Patrick glares at me for a brief moment before he stumbles to his feet. I don’t take my eyes off of him. I want him to feel
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