Page 81 of The B!tch List

Studly McStudly

I have no name bad enough for how sad he’s made me

Hot Sizzle

When we got to Nancy’s apartment the tension between us was high. The anticipation was high. FuckIwas feeling high at the thought of just spending time with her. I wanted it enough to skip work for a few hours and I loved my job and wanted to be good at my job. Being with Nancy though seemed to be more important. It felt like I might just lose my mind if I wasn’t with her. Did I want to have sex with her? Of course I fucking did. She was gorgeous, and she was starting to mean something to me. If that didn’t happen though, just spending time with her would be enough.

“I’m sorry about the mess,” Nancy said as she turned the key in the lock.

“I don’t care,” I replied, and I really didn’t.

When she got inside and turned to look at me, I’m not sure who moved to who first. Maybe we were so in tune with each other that we went for each other at the same time. Suddenly we were a tangle of limbs as we kissed and tugged at each other, with our hands roaming over each other.

I wasn’t the sort of guy who got glassy eyed over a girl, or who fell head over heels. I’d had deep feelings for Monique and when she left me for the professor, I was angry. Angry enough to punch him. I wasn’t heartbroken though. To me, if a girl didn’t want me what was the point in drawing it out by thinking about it all the time? Trying to get someone to love or like you when they’d made it clear that they didn’t want you any longer was pointless. Yet the thought that I might have blown it with Nancy had me going crazy.

“Nance, we don’t have to do this,” I groaned against her neck. “We need to talk aboutthe stuff.”

“I know, but I want this too. More than anything.”

When her fingers gripped my hair and she pushed herself closer to my steel hard dick, I wasn’t sure I’d ever felt such a rush as I did in that moment. My head was swimming like I was drunk. My heart was hammering and the blood in my veins was at boiling point.

“Nancy, I want you to know something,” I gasped as my hand went up her shirt.

“What’s that?” she asked, letting her head drop back and giving me more access to her neck.

“I really, really like you and I want us to be something.”

There were so many more words that I could have said. Other things that I could have told her, but I was only just getting my head around the thoughts. How could I explain them to Nancy?

“Shaw.” My name was whispered from Nancy’s lips, sounding like a plea.

“I need to know, Nance.”

“Yes,” she replied. “Yes.”

Her hands pushed under my shirt that she’d already pulled from my pants and when her nails scraped up my back it was ecstasy. I reached for the zipper on her dress and slowly pulled it down. As soon as I saw her tanned shoulders, I dropped a kiss and nipped at the smooth skin that tasted and smelled of sweet coconut.

“Why do you want this?” Nancy asked, as my mouth trailed a path across her skin.

“Because I like you,a lot.” I gently pulled her hair, giving me more access to her neck. Then as my dick went harder than I thought possible, something real stupid came out of my mouth. “Tate, also said being in a relationship would help my custody case.”

Instantly Nancy stiffened and I knew I’d said totally the wrong thing. It hadn’t even been necessary to say it because it hadn’t even entered my head to use her in that way. It would cheapen her and our relationship.

“Hey,” I said, grabbing her hand as she took a half-step away from me. “I was joking.”

Her expression was impassive as she stood with her hands dangling down to her sides. “Did he say that?”

“Well, yes, but that isn’t why I want us to be more than fuck buddies.” I winced because even to me that sounded lame. “I swear, Nancy.”

She sucked in both her lips and took a deep breath. “I think you should go.”

Damn it, I was an absolute idiot. Why the hell didn’t I just put my brain into gear before I said anything.

“Nancy, I swear.”

She held her hand up and shook her head. “No, Shaw, I don’t want to hear it.”

“I didn’t believe what Minnesota said about you,” I protested. “When he told me that you were only interested in me for my family, I didn’t believe him.”

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