“Well, I was dressed up. I don’t always look like that,” I try to downplay.
“Do you remember when we were getting surf lessons at Bondi Beach? The instructor asked me for your number in case you were free.”
“Oh, well, I was in a bikini. Go figure.”
“No, Adriana, you’re stunning. Everywhere we went, men would turn their heads to look at you. You may not realize it, but I sure as hell do.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry.” He grins, shaking his head slightly. “You are gorgeous. I can’t stop men from looking at you as long as they know who you belong to.”
“Well, how would they know if we can’t be seen in public together?”
“Again, Adriana, you’re calling the shots on this one, and I’ve told you numerous times, it’ll come out eventually.”
The decision to come out as a couple is too overwhelming. I don’t know why, but I’m kind of hoping things will just work themselves out. There’s a better chance of Eric turning straight than that happening.
“Were you really getting into the shower?”
A smile spreads across his face. “Yes. You don’t believe me?”
“No, prove it.”
His cell moves, and the screen has moved down his torso like a slow-motion video, and I’m fixated on his sculpted abs. What a fucking tease. I wait in anticipation for the main feature, licking my lips as the screen shows me the top of his pubic bone.
He quickly brings it up to his face. “You believe me now?”
“No, you just had your shirt off. Big deal,” I brush it off, pushing him to show me the rest.
“Well, then, I better prove you wrong.”
This time I watch with my hand rested on my thigh. He doesn’t waste time, moving the cell smack bam in perfect view of his beautiful dick as it stands hard, practically throbbing and calling out to me.
I almost drop my phone in shock.
“Cat got your tongue?” He laughs.
“Uh, more like cock got my tongue. That’s unfair. You’re parading around like that, and I’m not there.” I sulk.
“Might have to take care of it myself, then.”
“You’re mean! Well, fine, maybe I’ll need to take care of myself, too,” I say, playing along with his game.
He walks over to the bed and positions his cell in front of him. His naked body is sprawled across the bed with his legs wide open. The moisture between my legs warns me I won’t have to self-help myself for very long, the ache already starting to build between my thighs, traveling a
nd branching out to every part of my body.
With his eyes closed, he strokes himself slowly, releasing soft moans as his pace increases.
Holy shit, this is unbelievably erotic.
And with that said, I position my cell exactly like his and show him that two can play at this game.
I don’t know what it is about Julian. His raw sexual appetite pushes me beyond my sexual means. This situation right now is out of my comfort zone, yet, with him, my body screams for attention, and awkward and timid Adriana has officially flown the coop.
The drive up to Hazel’s house is calming.
Andy fell asleep as soon as I turned the corner of our driveway. My mind is desperate for solitude. It’s difficult being a single mother with an energetic two-year-old boy, and on top of that, I’m involved in a secret relationship, one that resulted in middle-of-the-night pleasuring sessions via FaceTime.