Page 159 of S is for SEX

OTIS

(Selected Sinners MC Romance Book III)

SAM

My entire life away from Steve, I had one desire and one desire only.

To be with him again.

Under the assumption I had lost him for good, and certain a man as attractive as him would have easily had women tossing themselves in his direction, I preserved what little remaining dignity I had by not exposing myself to him in the years which had passed since we were apart. Now, finding out we shared the same feelings over the years caused me to feel as if we had never been apart.

“No, as soon as I’d meet a woman, I would compare her to you. They never measured up so I couldn’t see wasting my time - or theirs for that matter,” he said.

Shocked, but quite relieved, I suddenly began to itch all over.

“And you’ve pretty much been single? Since we broke up?” I shrugged.

“Yep,” he said as he nodded his head, “You know how I am about trusting people. I feel like I can’t really trust just anyone now. That was another excuse I used.”

Steve was a very tall man. I had always perceived myself as being tall for a woman, and stood 5’-7”, but standing beside him made me feel small. The fact he towered almost twelve inches over me not only made me feel secure in his presence, but for some weird reason it excited me to no end. As I stood and absorbed just how large of a man he had become, I admired his handsome looks.

And I couldn’t help myself.

“So, you’ve loved me since then? Since I left?” I asked as I shifted my eyes toward the crotch of his jeans.

Still rocking that big bulge, aren’t you?

“I never stopped, Sam. I’ve always loved you. Felt kind of stupid for ever being so selfish that I let you go,” he said.

You felt selfish?

I felt selfish.

But I’ll let you keep on feeling like it was your fault.

“So it’s kind of like we’ve never been apart,” I said as I shrugged my shoulders.

He nodded his head and grinned, “Yep.”

“I want to fuck,” I said flatly.

His eyes widened considerably. He raised his hands to his face and began to rub his temples, a strong sign he was either considering my request, or for some reason the thought of fucking me had become repulsive. I didn’t have to wait long to find out which one he was thinking.

“Right now?” he said as he lowered his hands.

“Now? No not here,” I responded as if I clearly had other plans.

“Follow me,” I said as I turned toward the door.

I stepped past him and opened the door. As he stood and gawked at me, I glanced down the empty hallway, reached for his hand, and began walking toward the elevator. As he followed behind me, he chuckled.

“Where are we going, Sam?” he asked as we walked down the hallway.

I silently walked to the elevator and pressed the button. As we stepped inside, he glanced in my direction and simply shook his head.

“It’s a surprise,” I responded as I inhaled a whiff of his scent.

Still wearing Acqua Di Gio.

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