It's Just Love, Not a Time Bomb by Dawn Martens

Author:Dawn Martens [Martens, Dawn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Shit, I spend more time tonight trying not to focus on the fact that Alix isn’t wearing a bra, than on the show. How can she make a tee shirt and sweatpants look irresistible? She could wear a brown sack, and I’d still get hard. I move around on the couch, trying to get comfortable.

I feel something shifting tonight. Fuck, I haven’t made a move or used my cocky comments on her since I first got here. I tried backing off, until I kissed her a few weeks ago, just letting a friendship build up. It was awkward for about a week between us, but I think it’s back to normal around here. I had to push away all thoughts and feelings about having her moaning underneath me, and that’s harder than you’d think.

I look over at Brock. “So, how long have you guys been together?” I ask him.

“A few months, although she wouldn’t say that,” he says smirking.

I raise an eyebrow. “Oh?”

“She says we’re just fuck buddies,” he says, throwing his hands out and sounding as if the idea pisses him off. It seems like he wants more.

The girls come back out before I can say anything more, handing us over beers and flipping the TV on. They spread some snacks out on the coffee table. I reach over and dip my chip in the salsa again, and Alix smacks my hand, knocking my chip to the floor. “What was that for?” I snarl at her.

“Don’t double dip. It’s gross.” She sticks her tongue out at me, then double dips her chip. Damn, is she flirting with me? I shake my head at her and go back to double dipping. I can see her smirking from the corner of my eye. She loves to mess with me just as much as I do her. Knowing she would never admit it, but I think she likes me too.

After snacking around, Alix stretches her legs out across my lap, her feet landing on me. Tickling the bottom of her foot, she snatches them back in her direction. An angry but amused smile plays on her lips. “Don’t fuck with me when my show is on.”

“Alright,” I surrender, taking her feet back in my lap and rubbing them.

I notice Hayley staring at our interaction, watching us intently.

“God, that feels good.” Alix lets out an appreciative moan.

“Oh, baby,” Hayley teases, killing the moment.

“Fuck you.” She throws a pillow at Hayley, hitting her in the head with it. It turns into a throwing match between them until one of them turns a drink over.

Alix squeals and pulls her shirt off without thinking, to clean up the spilled drink. “Shit! This wood can’t get wet. It’s not good, not good,” she says, freaking out as she’s wiping.

Brock is trying his hardest to look away from Alix’s bouncing tits. Hayley just stares, looking almost jealous.

“Shit, Alix, I didn’t realize your tits were so damn perky and huge,” Hayley finally says.

Alix freezes, realizing what she’s done, and quickly tries to hide her tits with her arms.

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