Broken Course (Wrecked and Ruined #3)(31)

"Take a shower with me," I whisper.

"I don’t want you to pull out." She clenches her muscles around my softening cock.

"I don’t want that either, but I have to get rid of this condom. So how about this? Shower. Then I’m taking you to breakfast. Then we’re coming back and trying that again with you on top. Then we are sleeping half the day."

"It’s, like, four in the morning. We don’t have to get breakfast. We could just go right back to the ‘me on top’ part," she suggests, turning to capture my mouth.

"As tempting as that sounds, I need to refuel with some serious protein for what I plan to do to you."

"Oh yeah? What’s that?" She smiles teasingly.

"Well, now that we’ve gotten the sprint out of our systems, next up is the marathon." I wink.

She lifts her eyebrows in mock surprise. "I have to be able to walk on Monday for work. Maybe you should ease me into the marathon. It’s the least you can do. You know, since you just stole my virtue and all. " She places another kiss on my lips.

"Ah, yes. I deflowered the virgin," I tease back even while a pang of guilt hits me in the gut.

I know she wasn’t a virgin. Hell, judging by the way she sucked my dick, I’m pretty sure she hasn’t been in a long while, but I still feel like an *.

"Come on. Let’s get cleaned up. Then we can talk about that marathon you have planned." I slowly pull out, and the immediate loss is staggering.

I absolutely, one hundred percent should not have slept with her. But that’s more to salvage my own conscience when this goes up in smoke than anything to do with my honor.





Two weeks later…


Me: So…

Leo: ???

Me: Dinner on Friday?

Leo: Dinner tonight?

Me: Well that too…but especially on Friday.

Leo: Yeah, I’m down. Anything in mind?

Me: Lots of things in mind. All of which involve you naked.

Leo: <drops pants> Your turn.

Me: Lol I miss you.

Leo: I’ll be back in town in a few hours. I’ve got some paperwork to do but I have an insatiable woman to catch up with first.

Me: I like the sound of that.

Leo: But when I’m done with her, I’d be happy to take you to dinner.

Me: You. Are. HILARIOUS. ← Sarcasm.

Leo: I figured.

Leo: So, Friday?

Me: Yeah. It’s my birthday and Emma wants to go out to dinner.

Leo: Dinner with the parents!!! Count me in! ← Sarcasm.

Me: I figured.

Leo: I miss you too.

Me: That’s not an answer.

Leo: I miss you a lot.

Me: Still not an answer.

Leo: All I can think about is f*cking you in the security room with all the cameras aimed at you. Can you imagine all the different views I could get of you coming?

Me: STILL NOT AN ANSWER! (But I really like where you’re going with that!) Leo: Lol. It’s your birthday, angel. If you want me there, I wouldn’t be anywhere else.

Me: Can we order takeout tonight? You’ve been out of town for, like, three days. I won’t make it through dinner without mole-sting you.

Leo: Ah yes. Molesting. My favorite.

Me: Molesting* Fucking autocorrect.

Leo: Don’t lie! If you want to get kinky, just say so. I’m not sure how I feel about moles, but I’m willing to discuss.

Me: I hate you.

Leo: I hate you too. My place at six?

Me: I wouldn’t be anywhere else. XOXO

Friday Night…

Leo: What are you wearing tonight?

Me: Just jeans and a top.

Leo: Does it show off your boobs?

Me: Yes.

Leo: Heels?

Me: Yes.

Leo: So…I heard the party was moved to my bedroom. Totally true story.

Me: Your bed isn’t big enough for all four of us. I can ask Caleb if he’d like to snuggle with you though.

Leo: Too far.

Me: Yeah, I got a little sick thinking about that one too.

Leo: It’s a nice night. I’d like to take the bike, but I wanted to make sure you weren’t wearing a dress first.

Me: Yes! That sounds awesome! I’ve never ridden a motorcycle before. OMG! Does this make me your old lady?

Leo: Well, you are turning 35.

Me: You. Did. NOT. Just. Say. That.

Leo: I bought you a present!!!! Does that help?

Me: Get your ass over here now! I’m going to show you old lady.

Leo: Ohhhh…I like the sound of this. Leaving now.

Two hours later…

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Emma yells as Leo and I walk into the restaurant fifteen minutes late.

My legs are almost shaking from the sheer number of times I came earlier. Leo took birthday sex very seriously. He left the most delicious red burns on the insides of my thighs from the stubble on his beard—a subtle reminder every time I close my legs.

"Thank you!" I yell back, pulling her into a hug. "Y’all remember Leo, right?"

"What’s up, man?" Caleb says, extending a hand.

"Not a whole lot," Leo responds with a warm smile, dropping an arm around my waist.

"Happy birthday," Caleb smirks, giving me a tight squeeze on the shoulder. That’s about as good as it’s going to get between Caleb and me.