just didn’t know why he would. But Axle loved to fight and rarely needed a reason and clearly that hasn’t changed. And it’s still hot, too!
“Okay, baby,” he said kissing me hard, taking me at my word. “I’m in town until Wednesday, I need to see you.”
“Just call first,” I ask nicely as he lowers me back down. “Work’s been crazy.”
“Still planning on being there for the grand opening,” he whispered just loud enough to be heard then seals his lips on my shoulder. The fury on Axle’s face made it clear Darius leaving needed to happen yesterday.
“Later, D,” I say backing away.
“Hey,” Darius called out to Axle. “Do I know you?”
“No,” he grunts moving closer to me. “You don’t.”
“Good,” he laughed loud. “Make sure it stays that way, I don’t share.”
Then he walked away whistling, like a champion.
At a loss of what to do, I was saved from doing anything when Axle hoisted me into his arms and back down into the cabin. When he started pacing, I knew I’d need another drink and possibly a chastity belt. I didn’t need my past or my future fucking me right now.
“Stop fucking staring at her,” I warned Mike.
“Why not?” he countered. “Everyone else is. Dude, come on, that rack, that ass, and that face? She’s hot.”
“She’s not a piece of ass,” I threatened, but if Mike was anything, it was slow on the uptake.
“Maybe not to you but she sure as fuck could be to me.”
“You go near her, I’ll break your jaw.”
“Long as my dick works, I could live without my jaw.”
I was about to take Mike up on his offer when Drew sauntered over and said hello. To me. Not fucking Mike, me.
“You look ready to kill,” she grinned down at me. But she doesn’t even spare Mike a glance when she slides his mug across the table. “Who are we burying?”
“No one,” I tried playing it off but she knew me better than anyone and didn’t buy it.
“Our boy doesn’t like competition,” Mike offered smugly.
Making eye contact with him, Drew cocked her head and asked, “You’re competition?”
“Sure am,” he winked at her.
“Aww, you’re cute,” she said patting his head. “But not that cute, more like puppy with his first stiffy, cute. The one you toss your old sock monkey at so he can dry hump it. Sorry pup, you’re just not on Axle’s level.”
“What’s Axle got to do with anything?” he countered clearly confused.
Swear to God, when she looked at me and said, “Only everything,” I almost came in my jeans.
Darius Miller.
She was fucking an NFL quarterback for fuck’s sake.
He’d be all over her tonight had I not shown up.
There was even a possibility she still planned to fuck him sometime between now and God damn Wednesday!
The familiarity in how he touched her. He’d done it before, often. He knew her body.
Watching him grab her ass, the ass I had first…
That was my ass!
I never considered she might be seeing someone and even if I had, I wouldn’t have fucking thought, Darius Miller .
I sure as hell couldn’t compete with that guy.
Hell, mere mortals couldn’t compete with that guy.
For the first time, I truly felt I may not have a fighting chance.
I knew I needed to calm down but I couldn’t do it. I wasn’t liking my odds right now. Fuck, I was in the negative before he showed up and saw her wearing only… Is thirty-one too young for a heart attack?
While I paced, she watched me while drinking her beer quietly. Fact: Drew was never quiet unless she was upset or felt guilty. Did she feel guilty for getting caught with her ass in his hands? Or, was she upset she wasn’t get laid tonight?
Oh, fuck! I was a cockblocker!
When she lights a smoke I grunt, “Gimme one.”
“You don’t smoke.”
“It’s been nine fucking years, Adolf Titler, you don’t know what I do anymore.”
“That’s true,” she said tossing the pack to me and shrugging it off. “By all means.”
But I
“Okay, baby,” he said kissing me hard, taking me at my word. “I’m in town until Wednesday, I need to see you.”
“Just call first,” I ask nicely as he lowers me back down. “Work’s been crazy.”
“Still planning on being there for the grand opening,” he whispered just loud enough to be heard then seals his lips on my shoulder. The fury on Axle’s face made it clear Darius leaving needed to happen yesterday.
“Later, D,” I say backing away.
“Hey,” Darius called out to Axle. “Do I know you?”
“No,” he grunts moving closer to me. “You don’t.”
“Good,” he laughed loud. “Make sure it stays that way, I don’t share.”
Then he walked away whistling, like a champion.
At a loss of what to do, I was saved from doing anything when Axle hoisted me into his arms and back down into the cabin. When he started pacing, I knew I’d need another drink and possibly a chastity belt. I didn’t need my past or my future fucking me right now.
“Stop fucking staring at her,” I warned Mike.
“Why not?” he countered. “Everyone else is. Dude, come on, that rack, that ass, and that face? She’s hot.”
“She’s not a piece of ass,” I threatened, but if Mike was anything, it was slow on the uptake.
“Maybe not to you but she sure as fuck could be to me.”
“You go near her, I’ll break your jaw.”
“Long as my dick works, I could live without my jaw.”
I was about to take Mike up on his offer when Drew sauntered over and said hello. To me. Not fucking Mike, me.
“You look ready to kill,” she grinned down at me. But she doesn’t even spare Mike a glance when she slides his mug across the table. “Who are we burying?”
“No one,” I tried playing it off but she knew me better than anyone and didn’t buy it.
“Our boy doesn’t like competition,” Mike offered smugly.
Making eye contact with him, Drew cocked her head and asked, “You’re competition?”
“Sure am,” he winked at her.
“Aww, you’re cute,” she said patting his head. “But not that cute, more like puppy with his first stiffy, cute. The one you toss your old sock monkey at so he can dry hump it. Sorry pup, you’re just not on Axle’s level.”
“What’s Axle got to do with anything?” he countered clearly confused.
Swear to God, when she looked at me and said, “Only everything,” I almost came in my jeans.
Darius Miller.
She was fucking an NFL quarterback for fuck’s sake.
He’d be all over her tonight had I not shown up.
There was even a possibility she still planned to fuck him sometime between now and God damn Wednesday!
The familiarity in how he touched her. He’d done it before, often. He knew her body.
Watching him grab her ass, the ass I had first…
That was my ass!
I never considered she might be seeing someone and even if I had, I wouldn’t have fucking thought, Darius Miller .
I sure as hell couldn’t compete with that guy.
Hell, mere mortals couldn’t compete with that guy.
For the first time, I truly felt I may not have a fighting chance.
I knew I needed to calm down but I couldn’t do it. I wasn’t liking my odds right now. Fuck, I was in the negative before he showed up and saw her wearing only… Is thirty-one too young for a heart attack?
While I paced, she watched me while drinking her beer quietly. Fact: Drew was never quiet unless she was upset or felt guilty. Did she feel guilty for getting caught with her ass in his hands? Or, was she upset she wasn’t get laid tonight?
Oh, fuck! I was a cockblocker!
When she lights a smoke I grunt, “Gimme one.”
“You don’t smoke.”
“It’s been nine fucking years, Adolf Titler, you don’t know what I do anymore.”
“That’s true,” she said tossing the pack to me and shrugging it off. “By all means.”
But I
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