But I never want it to end. I never want him to stop looking at me the way he’s looking at me now. My desire is making my whole body tremble. I want him. I need him.
Our eyes lock one last time. His gaze says something that I know he’ll never say aloud. That he doesn’t care about the consequences. That he doesn’t care if this is wrong.
He’s going to have me anyway.
Jameson
After what just happened with Liberty, I know I should cancel this dinner with her brother. I should tell him I’m tired from the move and gather my thoughts. But I want to see Liberty. I want a chance to talk to her. The way we just reconnected was hot as hell, but I want so much more. I want to get to know her better. I want to actually be able to touch her.
I want to make her mine.
I know that I’m stepping into dangerous territory. It’s bordering on disrespectful to Cal. But I need her. He’ll never understand this new feeling that’s threatening to take over me. These past few months have been torture, wondering if I’d ever get to be with Liberty. And now that she’s just within reach, how can I ever live without her?
As I walk over to Cal’s house, images of Liberty flash through my mind. The shock and lust on her face when I dropped the towel and showed myself to her. Her innocent eyes as her fingers delved inside her underwear. The desire in her gaze when she touched herself, staring right at me as she did. Fuck, it was so hot. I’ve never experienced anything like it. It only made me want her more than before. Now, I’m frustrated and horny and desperate to touch her.
This dinner is going to be impossible.
I knock on the door and Cal opens it eagerly within seconds. I hope he can’t sense the change in my face, or my cock pressing against my pants, or the way his sister’s semi-naked body is running through my thoughts. How am I supposed to get through tonight?
“Hey, man, come in! Come and see Liberty, I’m sure she’s dying to see you!”
Not as much as I’m dying to see her.
I make my way through the house to the dining room and find Liberty, now fully clothed and waiting. While I preferred it when she was semi-naked, she looks good enough to eat right now. Her tight white blouse is making her breasts look incredible. I can even see her hardened nipples poking through the material. I guess I’m not the only one still turned on from what we just did.
“Sit down, dinner will be ready in just a minute. I’ll be back,” Cal tells me. As he leaves, I take the opportunity to move toward Liberty. She moves toward me too and we stand so close we’re almost touching. She looks up into my eyes.
“Jameson,” she breathes. I long to touch her, but I resist. We’re playing a dangerous game here.
“I want you,” I growl. “I’m going to make you mine. Tonight.”
“But what about Cal…”
“He doesn’t need to know,” I growl. “But I can’t resist you, Liberty. Ever since I saw you in that window...you’ve changed everything. I need you.”
“Jameson,” she whimpers again. “I need you too. But we have to be careful.”
“We will,” I growl, although we both know we’ve moved past the point of being cautious. Everything we’re doing spells trouble, but I don’t care. She’s the only thing that matters now. I need to know how it feels to kiss her, to move inside her, to come deep in her tight little pussy, and make her mine. But for now, I have to restrain the beast inside me. As much as I want to have her right here and now on the dining table, patience will serve me well here. If we blow our cover, I’ll never get to see her again. She seems to understand too because she nods at me. I indulge in one tiny touch, running my finger down the side of her beautiful face. I can barely believe that this woman is going to be mine. I can’t believe she wants me the way I want her. But tonight is going to change everything. We’re finally going to come alive. We’re finally going to get what we want.
Dinner is like torture. Even though I get to know Liberty better, learning of her dreams of becoming a chef, it’s not enough. I need to touch her. I need to hear her cry out my name. I need to explore everything that I’ve never known before. These feelings I have for her, they’re rare. Not just because I’ve never felt them before, but because this kind of desire is only granted to a lucky few. She’s enthralled me entirely. The bond we’ve made will last a lifetime, I can feel it. It doesn’t matter that I’m only just getting to know her like this. We have time for all that. But just looking in her eyes, I know this was always meant to happen. We were meant to be.