Page 75 of Chasing After You
“What?” he asks curiously, and my jaw hits the floor.
“Nothing, I gotta go,” I say, trying to wrap my brain around what’s in front of me.
“Wait, you can’t just—” I hang up, not feeling guilty in the slightest.
Mirabelle’s to-do list:
Get better at blow jobs
Find my favorite position
Dirty talk
Car sex?
Skinny dipping
Phone sex
Bondage?
Mirror sex
Bonus points
Orgasm during oral sex
Orgasms in general
Sex in a public place
She actually put together a to-do list. This woman never ceases to surprise me.
A hundred different mental ideas run through my brain, and my pants grow tighter.
Andrew sends me a flurry of texts, but all I notice is the time. Fuck, we’re going to be late if we don’t leave now. I fold the list, putting it in my wallet as I adjust my pants, trying to think of anything to make my erection deflate.
Fuck, but the things on the list . . .
I grab my hat, setting it on my head as I make my way down the stairs.
“Mira? We gotta go if we’re going to get there on time,” I call out, unsure of what part of the house she’s in. Wilson went with Crosby and Tyler for drinks, but he told me he would be back in time for game night.
“Sorry, I’m coming,” she says, running down the stairs, her footsteps loud enough to make it sound like there’s a herd of elephants behind her. Mirabelle slides to a stop in front of me, her blonde hair pulled back into a messy braid, with pieces falling into her flushed face.
She’sbeautiful.
That fucking list is burning a hole in my pocket.
Blow jobs, mirror sex, all the different positions? I wonder if I could convince her to keep on the heels she loves so much. Oh fuck, my raging hard-on is back. I picked a bad night to wear sweatpants.
“Um, are we going?” she asks, bouncing on the balls of her feet, combing her hair back behind her ear.Shit, she’s wearing my sweatshirt too.
