Blowing His Horn

I’m sure it’s just a fluke or a fleeting moment of attraction. My brain and cock both called me a liar, but I ignored them. I had no choice. I couldn’t get involved with Olivia when I was using her to help out my buddy.

I met her gaze and almost winced at the surprised but curious look in her green eyes. I dropped her hand like it was on fire, and though she tried to hide it, I felt like total shit when her perfect, red lips tipped down.

“I’ll pick you up tonight at seven,” I announced, then tipped a fake hat and jogged in the opposite direction across the quad.

Son of a fucking bitch.

I was so screwed.

When Olivia had opened the door, I’d nearly stumbled backward from my knees going weak.

She had her straight, silky hair pulled up on the top of her head with little pieces floating around her heart-shaped face. The style exposed her neck, and the sight of that pale, freckled skin inexplicably turned my dick to stone. Her green gems were framed with lashes that had been subtly covered with black mascara, making her eye color pop. Her plump lips glistened with clear gloss, and I had to shake my head to get rid of the picture of those plush lips shiny with my come.

She wore a green dress that showcased her curves and matched her eyes with an off-the-shoulder neckline. The skirt fell to mid thigh—a little too short for my liking—and swished when she walked. And then...then there were the strappy black fuck-me heels on her feet. Damn. How the hell was I supposed to stop picturing those heels on my shoulders while I pumped my cock into her until she was screaming my name?

I wondered if she’d decided that since she wouldn’t be stabbing me with a rubber knife, she would kill me with the worst case of blue balls in the history of man.

“You look great,” I croaked. Then I cleared my throat and tried to speak normally. “Are you ready?”

“Let me grab my coat.” She smiled and spun around, flaring her skirt high enough that I caught a peek of her pale-pink panties.

I clenched my jaw as anger grew inside me. I was pissed that someone else might see what should be for my eyes only and mad as hell at myself because I had no right to feel that way. It took a great deal of energy to keep from growling at her to go change.

However, when she returned with a cream wool coat that hung below her knees and buttoned up the front, I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. The only time she would be without the outerwear for more than a minute or two was when she was seated at the table. Luckily, I’d reserved a round booth in the back of the restaurant where no one would see beneath our table.

I smiled and held out my arm. She laughed as she looped hers through it, and her dazzling smile stunned me for just a second. Then I led her to my car, making sure she didn’t slip on the icy sidewalk along the way.

I have to stop. This is wrong. But fuck, it feels so damn right.

Olivia moaned as my tongue swept into her mouth, and I pulled her over the console in my car to straddle me. Her tits pressed against my chest, and her hands glided up my arms and neck into my short blond hair.

I slipped my hands under her skirt and palmed her deliciously round ass, squeezing the globes and yanking her forward as I bucked my hips.

Be a man and do the right thing, a voice shouted in my head. Then my cock pulsed and hardened even more, silent and still somehow shouting down the logical part of my brain.

“Olivia,” I groaned after ripping my mouth from hers and burying my head in her neck.

“I’m sorry,” she panted as she shifted, trying to move off my lap. “I can’t believe I practically attacked you. I’ve never done that before.”

I whipped my head back and moved my hands to cup her face, forcing her to meet my gaze. “You’re welcome to jump me anytime, baby.” I am in so much fucking trouble. “I love that you haven’t felt like this for another man.” Her cheeks bloomed with pink, and I pressed my lips to hers for a quick, firm kiss. “The truth is...I’ve never felt like this before, either.”

The blush disappeared as her whole face flushed with happiness, her mouth stretched into a wide smile, and her eyes sparkling. “Really?”

My kiss was softer and more languid this time, but we were both shaking by the time I ended it. “Yeah, baby. Now, you better go inside before I can’t control myself anymore.”