Taunting Lips (A Teasing Hands Accompaniment) by Elena M. Reyes

Author:Elena M. Reyes [Reyes, Elena M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Malfunction Erotica/ Elena M. Reyes
Published: 2014-12-05T00:00:00+00:00

7

I stayed glued—my limbs couldn't move as she pulled away and walked inside. The invisible wall she’d resurrected was firmly in place, and it would take more than what I had to break down every stone I helped create.

They say that time heals all wounds, that you will breathe easier with each day that passes. It was a lie. It took me losing this sweet girl to realize the things I avoided after serving Olivia the divorce papers. She hurt me, and I let her.

After a few minutes, I regained the use of my body and walked toward the driver’s side. I cast one last longing look toward the front door, then opened the car door, and got in. If I wanted my gatita back, I was going to have to face the one demon that—until today—I never knew existed.

Picking up my phone, I dialed the one person I knew would never judge me. “Hey, man, can you meet me at the condo?”

“Took you long enough.” Oliver laughed. I didn't, and that sobered him up quickly. “You okay?”

How did I respond to that and not sound like a total bitch?

“To be honest with you, I don’t know.” Backing down her driveway, I made a fast turn once on the main road and headed toward I-95. My condominium was in a trendy part of South Beach; I liked it this way. Near the beaches and surrounded by women dressed in next to nothing. “Just saw Amanda…”

He let out a long sigh before speaking. “Let me call Stacy…give me twenty, and I’ll be over.”

“I’ll pick up a bottle of Middleton on my way home.” Getting off the highway, I drove up a few streets until merging with US-1 and continued on until reaching my destination. It took just a few minutes to locate my poison for the evening; would've been quicker if the female sales rep would’ve left me alone.

Why couldn't a woman realize—and not take offense—when a man wasn't interested in wetting his dick? Wasn't that hard to comprehend, if you asked me.

Oliver was just pulling in next to my designated spot when I parked. No one spoke as we exited and walked toward the elevators. Not a single word until we sat outside on my rooftop terrace with our drinks in hand and looking out at the crashing waves hitting the shore.

“She did a real number on you.”

Nodding, I took a sip of my whiskey and let it sit on my tongue for a minute before replying. “Amanda has done more than a number. I love her, man.”

“Could’ve told you that, but Camden, I wasn't talking about her. Olivia, bro. She’s the one that did the number on you.” The asshole smirked at me from over his glass and took a sip. “Good shit.”

“As much as you being right pisses me off, I can’t deny that she did. Young and in love, I gave her everything I had and even what I didn't. She never gave our relationship any priority.” It was all about the parties, her desires; what my family had, and I would someday acquire.

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