Page 16 of Just Is Not Enough

The door gets halfway closed when Luke leans his head in near my ear, “Only male friends who have had their mouth around my cock.” I can still feel his warm breath against my skin as he closes the door, my mouth agape.

Dear Goddesses, please help me get through this night without ripping this man’s clothes off.

After Luke plugs my address into his Jeep’s GPS, we’re silent on the drive to my apartment. Not necessarily uncomfortably, but my brain is still reeling on the events this afternoon thus far.

Luke showing up was the last thing on my radar for the day. I can’t say I’m disappointed in the least. I’ve been miserable the past month. To my chagrin, he hadn’t attempted to contact me. Now that he’s here I actually have to decide what I want out of this…thing between us. Can I be friends with him and not get distracted by how fucking much I want him? The immeasurable compulsions I’m having to strip this man bare, bend him over, repeatedly ramming my cock into his ass until he can’t sit for days, has me thinking it’s not possible.

My breath hitches at the visuals flashing through my mind. Heat swarms to the nape of my neck.

“That’s a lot of thinking going on over there. Anything fun?” Luke smirks as if knowing where my mind has roamed off to in the silence.

“Uh, nothing. I remembered I forgot to lock my office door.”

“You sure? You look a little red in the face. Do you need some air? You can roll down your window if you’re hot,” he asks, feigning concern.

“I’m fine, Luke. I’m not hot, don’t worry.”

“I beg to differ,” Luke mumbles as we pull up to my building. I ignore his quip for my own good.

“It’ll only take me a few minutes to change.” The engine shuts down. I turn to see him unbuckling his seatbelt, grabbing the door handle to push it open.

“Where are you going?”

“In.side.to.wait.for.you.to.fin.ish.chang.ing,” Luke slowly annunciates each syllable, brows scrunched in confusion.

“No!” I blurt out instinctively. There’s no way I can have this man alone in my apartment with me right now, especially while I have to take my clothes off to change. Talk about self-sabotage!

“Stay. Don’t move,” I tell him, pointing my finger at his seat as to reinforce my instructions.

The cheeky bastard looks me dead in the eyes and woofs like a dog, “Yes, sir.”

I feel my nostrils flare as my cock twitches to life from the imagery his words thrusted upon me unexpectedly.

“Or do you prefer, yes, daddy?”

He’s trying to fucking kill us and we haven’t even eaten dinner yet.

“No.”I turn away and leave his Jeep without another word, hearing him chuckle as I close the door. If he knows what’s good for him, he’ll stay right the fuck there.

I wonder if I have enough time to make myself come in the shower and get dressed before he thinks I ditched him and leaves.

If you don’t do it, he’ll be in your bed pounding you into the mattress by the end of the night.

Jury is still out on which option is the ‘least likely to break Kaden’s heart.’

Chapter Fourteen

He Makes Me Want More

Luke

Almost30minuteshavepast when Kaden finally comes back out of his building. I would have gone in there to look for him but knew there was no way I’d find him even if I could get in the lobby doors.

He looks comfortable in jeans and a polo shirt. I’m glad to see he brought a light jacket he’s holding over his arm. A good sign he plans on letting me keep him out late enough to get cold and have to wear it.

Climbing in the Jeep, he side-eyes me, “Hey, sorry I took so long. Had to make a call to Lanie and let her know my plans changed for tonight. Hope you weren’t too bored.”

His hair is wet, and his skin is flushed. Facing forward out the windshield, purposely not looking my way.

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