Page 16 of Tempt Her

Her kiss tasted like peaches. Her mouth was as sweet as her trust in me, so I dared to find her tongue with mine, carefully seeking it, and she tongued me back; I didn’t know I could groan like that at fifteen. I didn’t know girls would grab me back like that. I didn’t know how lust takes over. That when you’re actually with another person, it’s so intense, so much better than getting off by yourself.

It made me dizzy, losing my mind and almost my balance. The way Stacey rubbed her body against mine, with her incredible breasts in that sexy baby T-shirt showing peeks of her belly, I’ll never forget it.

How when I reached down and caressed her hips, instinct had me grinding my swollen cock into her, and she moaned into my mouth. I was taller than she was. My erection against her belly kept making her moan, and suddenly, I panicked. She was making me come so fast. It fucking terrified me. I tried stopping it, but “god,” she sighed against my lips, rubbing that body on me again, and I lost it. I came right there with my mouth gasping into hers.

The embarrassment was murder. My cum was on my shorts and her belly. “Shit. I’m sorry.” I’d never survive it. I didn’t need another reason to be different, to be ridiculed.

“It’s okay,” she whispered.

“No, I’m sorry.”

“Here.” She got clever, reaching behind us and fumbling until she found the dryer sheets. “We’ll use these.”

I had no choice but to take her suggestion. “Sorry,” I muttered again, cleaning myself off while she did the same.

The fire in my cheeks was painful. I wanted to throw up. I dreaded walking back outside where all our friends would know, then the whole school would, andfuck, my life was over.

Of all people? I came on the hottest girl in school?

“I won’t tell anyone, M.J.; I swear.” Stacey caressed my arm and kept her word.

That afternoon. That summer. The whole next year in school, she tried talking to me again, but I avoided her. I was a dick to her, but still, she protected me.

I struggled to get my pride back. Then finally, she gave up on me before I moved to a different high school the following year. That was so long ago, and I don’t look like that innocent boy.

But I knew the morning we showed up whose house we were painting.

Stacey James went on to be a local legend, a beauty queen.

Around town, most girls talked shit about her, while most guys wanted to fuck her. It was no surprise when she married into one of the wealthiest families in Hilton Head. It was no shock when her husband became a state senator with her on his arm. Her beauty won his elections, trumping his arrogance.

But what I still can’t understand, from when she opened the door to us yesterday with tears in her eyes. When I can tell she’s still the same sweet girl who’d never hurt people—why is she still married to one of the wickedest men I’ve heard of?

Ford clocked it the minute we left their house yesterday.

I don’t know what the fuck bothered him so much.

I mean, the guy’s former military and a hard ass, but deep down, Ford’s good. Like,waaaaydown, once you get past all his broken baggage. He’s got a heart of gold. I love the guy.

But he was a total dick about Stacey Evans.

Driving back to our place in the van, he warned, “I don’t give two fucking shits for how smokin’ hot that woman is. Don’t even think about it. Don’t even let her tingle your dicks. You stay the fuck away from her.”

“Dude,” Luke laughed from the back seat, “like we’d fuck a client.”

Ford snarled, “Like a client has ever looked likethat. Like any woman looks likethat.”

“Sounds like you’re the one who won’t be able to stay away from her.” I was joking with Ford and it went over like a fart in church.

“The fuck I will,” Ford snarled. “Her husband married her for a reason. And he’s got millions of them to fuck your world over if you go near his wife.”

Luke laughed again. The fucker finds humor in everything. I love that about him. “She ain’t a fucking trophy we’re gonna steal, man. And we ain’t zit-poppin’, cock jerkin’ dickweeds who can’t control our boners anymore. We got discipline.” Luke let it hang for a second. “Andyouknow it.”

I’d never seen Ford drive so fast, like something was chasing him inside.

And just to fuck with him. “I kissed her,” I said, and the motherfucker slammed the brakes!

Thank fuck we were on a side road and not the highway. “Thefuck?”

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