Page 18 of Crave

“You’d be a very sexy mom.”

“Okay, okay.” I held up my hands, laughing.

“You’re sexy without being a mom, too. He’s an idiot. And guess what? He didn’t deserve you.”

“All right. And you’re not a liar.”

Jake cocked his head, studying me. “I turned twenty-one on Saturday.”

“Right. July, I remember. Happy birthday.”

“It was. But the party’s not over yet. Wanna help celebrate?”

Heat spread from my cheeks to my chest. “How?”

“We go out, I buy you a drink, you tell me more wildly inappropriate things.”

Shit. This was dangerous. “Why would you buymea drink foryourbirthday?” I teased.

“You can buy me a drink too if you want. And I can…distract you.” His eyes flicked to my hips. My shorts were pushed up, caught between the soft apex of my thighs, outlining the triangle of my pussy. “You seem like you could use some distraction.”

Sweet dampness trickled into my panties. Under Jake’s gaze, I feltwanted.In a way I never had with Kevin.

“I think I better stick to making a blanket fort on the couch and watching Netflix,” I murmured.

“Okay.” He shrugged. Something flashed in his blue eyes. Disappointment? No, not that. “If you change your mind, let me know.”

As I turned and walked to my front door, I felt his gaze on my ass. I knew that glint in his eyes. I’d seen it enough times.

Trouble.

Now, crouching in my darkened bedroom, I stare at the window opposite mine. I spent hours camped in front of the TV tonight, but this show is much, much better.

Jake unzips his fly and eases his jeans down. An obvious bulge tents his boxers.

Then the boxers are off, too.

He’s naked, stunning, and aroused. And looking straight at my dark window, his face suffused with lust.

Does he know I’m here?

Is he tempting me?

His cock is gorgeous. Thick, curved, pointing toward me. He grips the shaft, stroking it.

As I cup my own breasts in the dark, rubbing the soft curves through my shirt, I imagine kneeling for him. Taking his cock in my mouth. Swirling my tongue worshipfully over the head as he tells me exactly what he likes.

It arouses me to think of submitting to him, after spending all those years telling him what to do.

“Jake,” I moan. I pinch my nipples to tight buds while he leisurely jerks his dick. When his eyes narrow with arousal, my mouth waters.

It’s so intimate, sharing this moment with him.

And so wrong, because he doesn’t know we’re sharing it.

Does he?

Buzzing with excitement, I slide a hand into my shorts. Slickness greet my fingers. I find my sensitive clit and circle the nub faster and faster. I’m so aroused, sensations buzzing through my slippery pussy.

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