have sex without a condom.” Her
hips moved against him, making him groan. He put his forehead against hers. “I
can’t…stop. I have to have you.” He thrust into her. Both of them groaned.
Wyatt pounded into her hard and fast. He pressed his lips to hers and kissed
her, moving his tongue deep into her mouth. Wyatt felt her muscles tightening
around him as his orgasm started crashing over him.
“Wyatt… please ,” she whispered.
“Now, Olivia… now,” he
growled as he came. She was right there with him and he felt her shiver against
him as she cried out his name. After a few more thrusts, Wyatt stared into her
heavy-lidded eyes.
“Believe it or not, I didn’t come over here for this.” He
lightly kissed her. “Are you all right?”
“I don’t think I have any splinters in my ass, if that’s
what you’re asking.”
Wyatt chuckled. “I’m sorry to hear that. I would have
enjoyed removing them for you.”
She stared up at him. “You really did come to tell me you
didn’t want to continue seeing me, didn’t you?”
He stepped back from her. “Yes.”
“So what was that?” She waved toward the door. “You have a
weird way of breaking things off, cowboy.”
He sighed and walked toward the couch and took a seat.
“Could you dress, please?”
Olivia pulled her pants up and put her T-shirt on over her
head. She took a seat in the chair opposite him. “What do you want to do,
Wyatt? Because if you really don’t want to do this anymore, I get it, but I
won’t be someone you’ll just have sex with when you feel like it. I have
feelings too. If you want to continue this, then we do it the right way.”
“What do you mean?”
“We see each other and no one else. I won’t share you with
other women. We go out—”
“Out? As in
date?” She nodded. “I don’t date,” he told her shaking his head.
“You will with me or it’s not at all. I won’t be some
fucking booty call for you when you’re horny.”
He stared at her. She was actually serious. “Date?”
Olivia nodded. “Date.”
He ran his hand down his face and swore. “No. I don’t date.
That requires a relationship and I’ve told you I’m not interested in any kind
at all, other than just sex.”
“So, you do sexual relationships?” Olivia asked. Wyatt
nodded.
“Then don’t tell me you don’t do any kind of relationships.
I think you need to go.” She walked to the door and opened it for him to leave.
As he walked past her, she smiled up at him. “Who knows? Maybe I’ll be the one
to walk away first and you’ll be angry it wasn’t you.” The door closed behind
him and not too gently.
Wyatt stood in the kitchen wondering what the fuck just
happened. Did she really think he’d agree to date? He groaned as he headed back toward the foyer and walked past
Stacy without saying a word. The woman who came on to him earlier was standing
on the porch. She smiled at him and started toward him but he shook his head at
her, stopping her in her tracks.
He climbed into his truck, spun the tires when he tore out
of the driveway, and headed home. He pulled up to his house, turned off the
engine but just sat there behind the wheel.
No, there was no way it would ever work. Yes, he wanted her,
but to go out on dates. What was she thinking? No way. He slammed his fist into the roof of the truck and swore
when he hurt his knuckles. He got out and entered the house, swearing the
entire time.
Bear ran toward the back door and Wyatt let him out. As he
headed toward his bedroom to shower, he swore the entire time. He entered the
bedroom, glanced toward the bed, and saw the messed up covers from their
earlier lovemaking. Hell no! They hadn’t made love. It was sex. Pure and simple. Just sex. His body
ached thinking about how good it had been with her. Could he stay away from her
or would he have to succumb to her terms.
“Damn you,” he shouted. Thing was, it wouldn’t just make him
angry if she was the one who walked away
hips moved against him, making him groan. He put his forehead against hers. “I
can’t…stop. I have to have you.” He thrust into her. Both of them groaned.
Wyatt pounded into her hard and fast. He pressed his lips to hers and kissed
her, moving his tongue deep into her mouth. Wyatt felt her muscles tightening
around him as his orgasm started crashing over him.
“Wyatt… please ,” she whispered.
“Now, Olivia… now,” he
growled as he came. She was right there with him and he felt her shiver against
him as she cried out his name. After a few more thrusts, Wyatt stared into her
heavy-lidded eyes.
“Believe it or not, I didn’t come over here for this.” He
lightly kissed her. “Are you all right?”
“I don’t think I have any splinters in my ass, if that’s
what you’re asking.”
Wyatt chuckled. “I’m sorry to hear that. I would have
enjoyed removing them for you.”
She stared up at him. “You really did come to tell me you
didn’t want to continue seeing me, didn’t you?”
He stepped back from her. “Yes.”
“So what was that?” She waved toward the door. “You have a
weird way of breaking things off, cowboy.”
He sighed and walked toward the couch and took a seat.
“Could you dress, please?”
Olivia pulled her pants up and put her T-shirt on over her
head. She took a seat in the chair opposite him. “What do you want to do,
Wyatt? Because if you really don’t want to do this anymore, I get it, but I
won’t be someone you’ll just have sex with when you feel like it. I have
feelings too. If you want to continue this, then we do it the right way.”
“What do you mean?”
“We see each other and no one else. I won’t share you with
other women. We go out—”
“Out? As in
date?” She nodded. “I don’t date,” he told her shaking his head.
“You will with me or it’s not at all. I won’t be some
fucking booty call for you when you’re horny.”
He stared at her. She was actually serious. “Date?”
Olivia nodded. “Date.”
He ran his hand down his face and swore. “No. I don’t date.
That requires a relationship and I’ve told you I’m not interested in any kind
at all, other than just sex.”
“So, you do sexual relationships?” Olivia asked. Wyatt
nodded.
“Then don’t tell me you don’t do any kind of relationships.
I think you need to go.” She walked to the door and opened it for him to leave.
As he walked past her, she smiled up at him. “Who knows? Maybe I’ll be the one
to walk away first and you’ll be angry it wasn’t you.” The door closed behind
him and not too gently.
Wyatt stood in the kitchen wondering what the fuck just
happened. Did she really think he’d agree to date? He groaned as he headed back toward the foyer and walked past
Stacy without saying a word. The woman who came on to him earlier was standing
on the porch. She smiled at him and started toward him but he shook his head at
her, stopping her in her tracks.
He climbed into his truck, spun the tires when he tore out
of the driveway, and headed home. He pulled up to his house, turned off the
engine but just sat there behind the wheel.
No, there was no way it would ever work. Yes, he wanted her,
but to go out on dates. What was she thinking? No way. He slammed his fist into the roof of the truck and swore
when he hurt his knuckles. He got out and entered the house, swearing the
entire time.
Bear ran toward the back door and Wyatt let him out. As he
headed toward his bedroom to shower, he swore the entire time. He entered the
bedroom, glanced toward the bed, and saw the messed up covers from their
earlier lovemaking. Hell no! They hadn’t made love. It was sex. Pure and simple. Just sex. His body
ached thinking about how good it had been with her. Could he stay away from her
or would he have to succumb to her terms.
“Damn you,” he shouted. Thing was, it wouldn’t just make him
angry if she was the one who walked away
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