He doesn't do relationships. Neither does she. But they can't fight the attraction any longer...
Can Nate and Jillian help heal each other and revive the love in their lives that they've both been refusing to allow in for years? Or will they let the...
He hung up and I slowly removed the phone from my ear. His words hung heavy in my mind as I tried desperately to sort through them. I needed to shove them out of the way so I could think straight; so that I could acknowledged them for the lie they were.
"Shit!" I yelled at the empty room. Why the hell did I let him get to me? Every fucking time!
Once I calmed my heart down I headed back into the shower. I was going out and I was going to have a lot to drink. Jason was going to be banished from my mind tonight if it was the last thing I did.
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Nate
I entered the club, scanning to find what I was looking for. Tonight I was making my cock my bitch.
I found what I was looking for in the corner of the club; blonde, stacked and sending me the signal that she was up for it. She also looked like she might have a friend who would play with us; the more the fucking merrier I thought. It'd been a long week of no sex mixed with confusion about Jillian, and I needed to fuck like I needed air. My dick grew hard just thinking about it, and I picked up the pace as I made my way across the club. I was a starved man and I was going to fucking bang these chicks into tomorrow.
My destination was almost realised when I caught sight of Jillian out of the corner of my eye. I came to a dead stop and sucked in a breath. She was wearing the shortest, tightest dress that barely covered her ass, and she was bent at the waist, whispering something in some guy's ear. The displeasure I felt stunned me, and I had to hold myself back from stalking over there and tearing her away from him. I tried to drag my eyes away but I couldn't; I couldn't fucking move my legs either. She had me transfixed. I let my gaze roam over her body and soak in the beauty that was Jillian. She was the most beautiful woman I'd ever laid eyes on; I'd known this for four long years and I was done trying to deny it.
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As I stood staring, she flicked her hair and caught my gaze. The smile she gave me reached out and stroked my dick. It was pure fucking heaven that smile, and it propelled me forward; towards her. She turned her body to face me, a move that signalled she was done with the guy she'd been whispering sweet nothings to. Her feet moved her in my direction and we met in the middle.
"Nate," she said, her voice breathy.
Sex.
Jillian oozed it and I wanted it.
With her.
I didn't care about the consequences; I couldn't even begin to wade through that minefield tonight when all I could see, smell and touch was her.
Her hand landed on my chest and my dick jerked again. Hell, this woman commanded my attention like no-one ever had. Not even my ex-wife. I curled my hand around her ass and pulled her to my body. When she brushed against my dick, she moaned, and her eyes fluttered for a moment. When she opened them again, I leant my mouth to her ear and murmured, "Sweet thing, I want to take you home and fuck you. And I'm not taking no got an answer tonight. We've been dancing around each other for too long now and my dick is so fuckin' hard for you that if you don't do something about it, I won't be held responsible for my actions."
