Nemesis by Maya Rose

Author:Maya Rose [Rose, Maya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Eli

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Stop staring at the goddamn water. Drink it. Just fucking drink it.

The glass is halfway to my lips before I smash it back on the surface of the kitchen counter, walking away and sinking my ass into the living room couch instead.

A virgin. And I’m the only man to ever taste her warm, thick juices. Sweet as fucking sin. Naturally my body is choosing to die of thirst over losing her cum from my mouth. Fuck the universe for giving me a crash course in how sex should feel like without sex even happening. Oxygen depriving. Bone melting. Inescapably riveting. Galaxies away from my staple of meaningless good-enough sex that is meant to be purely an outlet. Our bodies attuned to each other in a connection that knocked me off my fucking feet. Why else did I have that immutable urge to stare into her whiskey colored eyes when she unloaded into my mouth? Christ, that face. Those keening sounds. Pussy wet for me. The way her skin warmed and trembled under my touch. Her lips chanting my name like I’m the only thing on her mind. That lust in her submissive gaze. Like I could tie her up, edge her ruthlessly till she breaks, then fuck her raw—and she would love it. She was right. After all of that, how does a man settle for anything less? Fuck. Fuck.

She’s trouble. The kind that comes wrapped in sultry desires and seductive promises, with an artlessness that makes you forget that at the core, she’s just another woman. Adept at taking. Then taking off when there’s nothing left to take. Leave you empty and mangled, the end of a sad joke. And what did I do? Admitted to her that I’m insecure. Showed her that all she needs to do is flash me those bedroom eyes and I’ll capitulate.

I turn to eye the room door she banged shut behind her, after making her exit with a flourish. While I nurse my blue balls, unwilling to jack off because I want to remember this stabbing pain. Remember that this is how I end up if I start anything with her. Hoping this Pavlovian conditioning is enough to stop me the next time I even think of touching her.

I’m staring at the door so fiercely that I’m startled when it suddenly hurls open and there she is. First simply watching me sitting on the couch for four or five seconds. Then, “I’m hungry.”

Her beauty terrifies me. It’s not fair. It’s so fucking not fair that a woman flusters me wearing a T-shirt and a skirt from Target. Even the boots are gone. “I’ll order in. What do you want to eat?”

The tiniest frown tags her brow. “Fried chicken. But I want to cook it.”

The cooking. The damn cooking. Where did she learn to cook like that? Hell if I haven’t been starving myself during the days this week, my mouth watering in anticipation of what I might find in the fridge at night.

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