Page 26 of Breaking the Rules of Love

“Fuck,” I mutter, typing furiously.

And I have to wait an hour for that?

I unbutton my pants and shift my position on the couch. I might just change into sweatpants now. My erection is making it really uncomfortable to sit like this.

Hey, so do I. You think I want to be here right now?She texts back. I laugh.

Well, hurry your sexy ass up, I write back.Because I am ready.

If I could make time move any quicker I would! I’ve had a shit night!

I chuckle, get up from the couch, and go change into sweatpants, relieving some of the tension. Still, the discomfort I’m feeling knowing that I’m going to have to wait an hour for Sadie while being this horny for her isn’t going to go away, that’s for sure.

I go back to her photos that she sent me and look at them. Goddamn she’s sexy. And she took these just for me too. And after having a shit night at work, her first thought was to come see me.

My plan is already working, and she doesn’t even realize it yet.

I look around the house and realize that despite the unpacking that’s been done, the place is still pretty much a mess. I’ve got a lot to do in the hour before she gets here. Even if she thinks what we’re doing is something casual and her expectations are low, I’m going to make sure it’s a house that makes her feel comfortable and safe where she’d want to come back to and hang out even if she wasn’t getting laid.

So I go to work on the living room first and move all the semi-unpacked boxes into the garage, but not before getting the coffee table setup with some books on it. I even arrange a couple of candles that I’m not sure exactly where they came from originally.

I get most of my books into the built-in bookshelves, and with one of my carpets already laid out, the room looks pretty decent once I’m finished.

Not bad, Jake. Not bad.

I lay out another area rug in the hallway and finish getting my bedroom set up. When Sadie was here, the house was basically just barely livable. I hadn’t set up my bedside table or hung any of my wall art. I have no idea what Sadie will think of any of it, but it’s better than the room looking like a prison cell.

Once I’m finished, I sweep up, put any miscellaneous items in the garage with the rest of the boxes, and head to the bathroom to shower off the sweat.

Thank God my hard-on went down most of the way while I was doing all that, or I don’t think I would have been able to get anything done. But as I wash my body, I can’t help but think about the first night I basically spied on Sadie.

Those images of her coming out of her bathroom come creeping back into my mind…

Next, the photos she sent me are right there too, and my cock has grown to full-size again and I’m just as fired up as I was back down on the couch when we were texting.

“Goddamn,” I mutter, a grin on my lips as I shut off the water and grab a towel. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to think about towel-drying myself again without remembering that wild night with Sadie over at her house.

I finish drying off and toss the towel over the curtain rod, and just as I’m slipping into some clothes, I hear the doorbell ring downstairs.

Has it been an hour already?

I grab my phone from where it’s lying on the bed and see there’s a text from her.

I’m here ;)

I grin and start to head downstairs. Time to put my plan into action.

18

Sadie

This is it,I think as I stand on Jake’s front steps, staring at his front door.This is the moment.

What moment? I don’t really know. I’ve met this man, slept with this man, and had a very important conversation with this man. But I also sent lewds to this man, and seeing him after that somehow has me feeling super nervous. It’s like we’re meeting up for the first time in real life after having met on an online dating service.

Judging by the texts he was sending me, he liked them a lot. But he could have just been being nice. Guys do that when they don’t want to hurt your feelings. I mean, what’s he going to say?Yeah, not really feeling that lingerie, Sadie?

I don’t know. Something about showing up like this after having sent him those photos has me feeling anxious. Especially after the night I’ve had at work. Maybe if things had gone well and I hadn’t had my little breakdown in front of Julia, I would be a bit more confident right now.

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