“So, here’s the deal. You have two options here, okay?” she started, sitting authoritatively in her chair. “One – you stop getting in your head and just fuck Emmett already. You know you want to, he knows you want to, so just leave the past in the past and let the man make it up to you in orgasms. Right?”
I winced.
“Wrong. Even if I were able to miraculously forget the past and sleep with him, we’d still have to consider that it could get awkward or complicated between us, which could result in me having to move out, which we are still very much trying to avoid because how are you and Mike by the way?”
“We fooled around last night but when I touched his dick, he put my hand back in my lap. At which point my soul died and we started fighting,” Evie sighed, letting me take her hand and squeeze it. “So yeah, point taken. No fucking Emmett and no sex for either of us. Yippee,” she muttered. But in the same breath she gasped. “Wait. What the hell am I talking about? Just because you can’t fuck Emmett doesn’t mean you can’t fuck any of the other babes in town!”
“Yeah, but we’ve been over this,” I mumbled. “I’m not hitting the club again, I don’t trust Tinder and I’m not going to date any of our ‘cute regulars’ because that looks unprofessional.”
“So what, we just have to pray that some miracle hottie just lands in your lap?” Evie asked incredulously.
Before I could answer, one of our waitresses barged in.
“Holy shit!” Evie yelped.
“Hannah! What’s up?” I asked, surprised that she’d come in without knocking.
“I’m sorry,” Hannah blurted, her eyes wild as she talked faster than usual. “I just – there’s a guy outside asking for you, Aly.”
My eyes fluttered. “Who?”
“I don’t know his name. I just know that he’s really hot and a bunch of paparazzi followed him here. They’re taking pictures through the window.”
“What?”
Jumping up, Evie and I followed Hannah outside and upon spotting said gentleman sitting at my raw bar, I gasped.
Holy what.
I knew exactly who he was, but I couldn’t believe it. And as my feet floated toward him, I couldn’t help but stare.
He was tall. Built. Huge. He had dark blond hair and light green eyes I was used to seeing under the bill of an Empires cap. Without his uniform, he looked exactly as he looked on TV, but I was still in denial.
I told myself I was just wasted off that Bloody Mary. I refused to believe it could really be him.
But then he held out his hand to me and spoke in that famously cocky low voice.
“Aly, right?” he said. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Drew Maddox.”
11
EMMETT
I’d jacked it more today than I had in all of last month.
It was all I could do to keep myself from driving to Aly’s work so I could find her, grab her and fuck her over the closest surface.
My blood hadn’t stopped rushing since last night.
Watching my dick entrance Aly might’ve been the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life, but it was also fucking painful to remember that she did want me. This past week, I’d been focusing so hard on acting platonic that I forgot the fact that the woman I wanted most actually wanted me back.
And now I couldn’t stop imagining every way I would’ve fucked her last night.
Sitting in bed, I leaned against my headboard, tipping my head back as I tightened my grip on my cock. I was at it again, jerking off as I thought of Aly’s tits bouncing in my face as she rode me in bed. I imagined her digging her nails into my shoulders as she sank her tight pussy down my every rock-hard inch till she could feel my balls pressed up against her tight ass. She’d give me the sexiest little moans as I licked and teased her nipples before sucking them into my mouth like the sweetest fucking candy.
“Fuck,” I groaned.
My pulse picked up as I milked my dick, squeezing harder toward the swollen tip and easing up on the way down. I could feel the pre-cum seeping from me as I thought of Aly touching herself last night, writhing in bed with her shirt pushed up above her bouncing tits. I could practically hear her little gasps and her whimpering as she played with her pussy, one hand stroking her clit as the other pushed two fingers deep inside.