Mine At Midnight. Jamie Pope
night had been so weird. He had planned to go over there to check her outlet and then leave, but somehow they ended up having dinner together. Just pizza and cheap wine, but in that candlelit kitchen it was the most intimate dinner he’d had in years.
He had gone hard watching her take that first bite of her pizza. She closed her eyes, let out a little moan, reacted as if what she had in her mouth tasted heavenly. He would never forget that sound or the expression on her face. It made him wonder what she would look like in bed as a man worked between her legs. Would she make that same face, close her eyes the same way, give that little moan that would be the end to a weaker man?
He was getting hard thinking about her again. “Come here,” he said to Mariel, hoping that a couple of hours with her would banish thoughts of his neighbor from his mind.
She stood up, long, toned legs looking fantastic in the short dress she wore. She walked over to him with the strides of a practiced seductress. Most men would have been jelly by now, but watching her come closer to him wasn’t making his heart race. He wasn’t overcome with the urge to take her to her bedroom and strip her naked.
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