Page 14 of Loco

“But—”

I threw two twenties down on the table as I stood up. “I got it, darlin’.” I reached for her arm and pulled her from the booth. “Let’s go.” I was in a hurry to get to her place.

“Are you coming to my place?” Millie asked as I walked her to her car.

I opened her door and turned back to look down at her. “You change your mind?”

She shook her head, but I could read the concern in her eyes. “No, but…” I waited for her to build up courage so she could finish. “I, um, don’t usually do this.”

I smirked.

“What I mean is that I, ah, don’t bring strangers home with me.”

I laughed. “Not a stranger.”

She snorted. “Um, yeah, I think you are.”

I stared at her, recognizing that she was afraid and second guessing herself. A light wind blew the loose strands of her hair into her face, and I reached up and tucked them back behind her ear. “Look. We’ve been swimming together.” Even in the darkness I could see her blush at the memory. I decided not to bring up what we’d done in the pool. “We’ve been out to dinner, had some nice conversation.”

She rolled her eyes, and I laughed.

“If you want me to leave, I will.” I could have kicked myself the second the words were out of my mouth. Leaving was the last thing I wanted to do. My dick was so hard it hurt, and thoughts of sinking into Millie’s wet, tight pussy was keeping him that hard.

“No,” she finally whispered, and I nearly groaned with a happy response. “Follow me.”

To the ends of the fucking earth if it means I get a piece of her,I thought to myself. She slid her sweet ass into her car and I shut the door, adjusting myself as I walked to my bike. As I climbed on, the door to the restaurant opened and Leslie came rushing out. Her gaze immediately found me, lighting up when she saw that I was alone.

“Oh good, you haven’t left yet!” She scurried over to me with a big smile.

“Problem with the bill?” I knew there wasn’t, but asked anyway.

“What? No. I just wanted to see you for a minute.”

She’d seen me in the restaurant. “What for?” I looked to make sure that Millie hadn’t left yet.

She shrugged and got shy all of a sudden. “You know. I haven’t seen you in a while. I thought maybe you and I could, ah, hook up later. After my shift?”

I frowned. “Thought I made myself clear the last time.”

“But I don’t understand why, Loco. We were good together. And you seemed to like me.”

A snort escaped me in response to her innocence. “I like all women, honey. That’s the problem. I can never be faithful to just one.” It suddenly hit me that I meant that. My gaze returned to Millie’s car as once again I questioned myself about going home with her.

“That’s okay. I don’t mind sharing,” she said in a desperate tone.

Her comment made me angry. “You should mind,” I snapped at her. “Why would you want a man who can’t be faithful to you? Don’t you value yourself?” Christ, now I sounded like a fucking therapist.

I realized that I could have asked Millie the same question.

She knew what she was getting, but then, I’d thought that Leslie had, too. I’d been very clear. But Millie was older and more experienced than Leslie, and she wouldn’t let her feelings get in the way of physical gratification. Or so I hoped. But Leslie was young, and she had confessed that I’d only been her second sexual encounter. It appeared that she had disillusioned herself into thinking that our two hookups had meant more to me than they had.

The four months since we’ve seen each other should have made it clear that I wasn’t interested.

Shit!The sight of Millie’s car leaving the parking lot drew my attention and ramped up my need to get the fuck out of there before I lost her. “I gotta go!” I ignored Leslie’s huff and managed to avoid the hand she reached out to stop me with and roared out of the parking lot. Traffic was light, and it didn’t take me long to ride up close to Millie’s bumper. I smirked, seeing her peer at me in her sideview mirror.

Her expression was hard to read, but if I were a guessing man, I’d say she was pissed. She’d seen me at the restaurant there with Leslie.That’s okay, sweetheart,I thought to myself.I’ll be putting a smile back on your face in no time.I’d give her something else to think about besides a desperate waitress who was after my dick.

In no time we pulled into her apartment parking lot. Her unit, the second one from the end, was close to the back of the building where a border of trees backed up to her back door. I noticed that she didn’t wait for me as she exited her car, and was walking briskly toward one of the apartments. I sprinted to catch up with her at her door.

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