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It won’t take long to settle Court into the Bunk House, and once he’s moved in, I’m kicking my boots back off and spending the rest of the night on the couch in front of the TV.
Lol.. Court
“No.” I keep shaking my head. “You can’t work here.”
Sterling.......
The moment I saw her, this creature named Courtney, I wanted her. I secretly hoped she was lost and that this was going to turn into some X-rated Hallmark in the woods scene. But no. Now I need to be professional. I need to keep my hands off her. I need to keep my dick in my pants. And I need to make her quit.
Uh oh. Hes gonna be a dick
I’m not tough. But I am desperate. And sometimes, that’s the same thing.
So fucking true
I really am an asshole.
You really are
And I feel like the biggest piece of shit on the planet. My Courtney has been sleeping on her clothes because I gave her a cabin without a mattress.
Yes asshole
“I called you Cookie for two reasons. And neither of them had anything to do with the shape of your perfect fucking body.” He takes a step closer, finally following me. “Reason one.” He steps forward again, raising his hand and holding up one finger. “You literally threw a cookie at me. And two.” He holds up a second finger. “I call you Cookie because you’re sweet and delicate and”—he reaches out and grips one of my braids—“I want to eat you.”
WOOOOOOF
I’m not inexperienced. Not a virgin. But I’m not experienced either. My history has been fairly… vanilla. What happened tonight was not vanilla. It was… rainbow sherbert. Or whatever the opposite of plain is.
Cute
“If you want my advice.” Rocky shrugs the arm not braced against the bar. “I say sleep with her.”
Ofc you would Luther
Her smile wins. “You, um, might want to put your dick away.” I look down. My torso is bare. My jeans are undone. And my dick is hanging out the front of my pants, half hard from the kiss we just shared. I look back up to her. “You don’t think this is a good look?”
LMAO
And if after the electrician left, I went into her bedroom and swapped the pair of underwear I took days ago for a pair of new, slightly used panties… Well, I never claimed to be a well-adjusted man.
Least you know
“I could’ve killed you,” I gasp. Sterling rolls his eyes. “You were going two miles an hour.” I drop my hands to my lap. “It would’ve been a slow death.”
Lol cute
I let go. In Sterling’s arms. In Sterling’s bed. I let go. Because what if it is?
Sob
