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Asking for a Friend A Bold Woman
MARISSAI wasn’t a shy woman by any means, but holy shit I’d never been so bold before in my life. One look at the way Layton’s eyes darkened and grew hungry, and I knew my risk had paid off.His gaze zeroed in on me, his demeanor changing from the easygoing guy I just had dinner with, to the slightly dominant, very horny guy who had been in my kitchen earlier.I loved both sides of him, all sides of him actually, as I’d recently learned. But this was exactly the side of him I needed right now.He got me all hot and bothered earlier, leaving me aching. But now it was finally time for him to undo some of those knots that had started pulling tighter in my stomach and dropping lower all night. Moving toward me with slow, purposeful strides, he shrugged out of his jacket and hung it over my dresser.I stood there in my bra and panties, not quite knowing what to do with my hands. They were twitching at my sides, wanting to help him get undressed. But he had me pinned where I stood with tho
Asking for a Friend Telling Him the Truth
MARISSAHis fingers moved, crooking to hit a spot inside me that made me shiver and shake. “I want to live in here, Marissa. I want to spend every minute of every day buried as deep as I can get inside you, and it will still never be enough.”The words he was saying combined with what he was doing to me made me whimper. The muscles in my thighs started quivering and my knees were getting numb.Layton hooked a strong arm around my hips suddenly and straightened up, leaving me feeling hollow and empty when he withdrew his hand. I felt like crying when he stopped, like he was denying me an urgent, blissful release.Noticing my reaction, he set me down on my bed and pushed me until my back hit the beige sheets. “Don’t worry, love. I’m just getting you comfortable. I don’t want you to fall or get hurt.”“Then why are you torturing me right now?” I groaned, writhing as I tried to arch my hips against him.He let out a soft chuckle. “I’ll make it all better in a second. Sometimes you’ve got
Asking for a Friend An Invitation
LAYTONWaking up with Marissa in my arms was like all my best and sweetest dreams coming true. We both reeked of sex after a night of the most mind blowing experiences I’d ever had. There were no words to describe it.It was sex in the rawest, purest form. But it also felt like something deeper. Even my orgasms seemed to have reached into the depths of my soul, as pathetic as that sounded.I blamed it on three of my most powerful climaxes ever. Rubbing one out in the shower wouldn’t have measured up at all. As painful as it had been to stop, it had totally paid off.Marissa was still fast asleep, her head no longer on my chest where it had been every time I fell asleep during the night, but on my arm. She was still naked, one of her smooth legs hooked over the sheet.My eyes followed the lines of her legs, the curve of her butt and her hip. Up to where her arm covered those amazing breasts before it snaked onto my abdomen.She was so breathtakingly beautiful it hurt. A small smile pla
Asking for a Friend Interrupted
LAYTONSitting back on my heels, I grabbed Marissa’s hand and waited for her to steady before pulling her in the direction of the bathroom. “You’ve got yourself a deal. Come on, woman. I want to make that dream come true and don’t have nearly enough time to do it in.”Marissa giggled and followed me to her bathroom, where I flipped on the water and kissed her senseless until steam was pouring out of the shower and I deemed the water temperature acceptable. In the end, we had plenty of time to make Marissa’s dream come true.Contrary to what I believed, her dream wasn’t about getting her off at all. But about getting me off. With her mouth. Convincing me to make that dream come true was a hard sell, obviously. Not.I almost tripped in my haste to get into the shower, but Marissa’s resulting giggles were cut off when she dropped to her knees and saw exactly why I was in such a rush. Her lips and her tongue worked me into an even greater frenzy, and when I couldn’t take it anymore I push
Asking for a Friend Reeling Him In
MARISSACatching our dinner? Great. Just great. I wasn’t stupid or naive or anything. I knew the fish we ate came from the water and our meat from animals. I wasn’t one of those people who thought those things were grown at the store.I just didn’t know if I liked the idea of being part of the actual catching process. Annie, on the other hand, was super excited.When she said she was all about going fishing for our dinner, she was dead serious. Layton went to his place to get his tackle box and the fishing rods, while Annie proudly went to our garage and came out carrying the little pink rod he got her as a gift last time we went out to go fishing.Denise and I cleaned up after breakfast while Annie got changed into the cutest pair of waders he had bought her after we spotted them in a shop window the day we did the Freedom Trail. Denise turned to me while we were washing dishes, her voice barely above a whisper, but it was clear she was thrilled. “He stayed over?”I felt a flush cree
Asking for a Friend What a Catch
MARISSA“Yes ma’am, you have one. Quickly now, reel him in,” Layton said encouragingly. “Do you remember how to do that?”“I think so,” she replied, her small hand moving to the pulley. Layton had taught her how to do this part last time, along with baiting the hook and packing all the equipment.Layton stayed right next to her, ready to jump in if she needed help. She didn’t, though. Five minutes later, she pulled out a small brown fish.Layton grabbed it immediately and freed it from the hook. “It’s a trout. We’re going to need a few more of these before we have enough food for dinner, but great job Annie. Trout is delicious. Let’s bait the next hook. Marissa, you still good?”I nodded, watching my line in the water. It was still totally loose in the water, or whatever it meant when it hadn’t tightened and clearly didn’t have a fish on it. “I’m fine. I don’t think I’m great at fishing. I might go read again. That was more my speed.”He laughed, but then his brow furrowed when his ga
Asking for a Friend Out of Focus
LAYTON“I really hated seeing her cry,” I told Marissa on Monday afternoon. We were eating lunch in my office, Chinese takeout that I’d ordered up from a place down the street.Marissa’s shoes were off and her ankles were crossed on top of my sofa, where she was sitting sideways as we talked. Officially, we were in a meeting about cost estimations for a new project, but realistically, I didn’t know how many people who walked past actually believed that.I didn’t care though. I loved her. It was bound to come out sooner or later. I had zero fucks to give about what anyone else thought about it.Marissa smiled sympathetically. “I know. It’s the hardest part by far, seeing them sad and not knowing what to do to fix it. You did a great job, though.”“She’s resilient though,” I said. “I don’t think there’s much she can’t bounce back from.”“That’s true,” she said, as she took a bite of her spicy fried chicken, rocking her head from side to side as she chewed. Once she swallowed, she said,
Asking for a Friend Concerns
LAYTONMarissa smiled coyly, looking at me through her thick lashes. “So do I, and while you make a compelling argument, we can’t just flake.”“There has to be some perks to being the boss,” I argued. “We can go over those files of yours after. I’ll tell Carrie it’s going to take a few hours and we need to go review the files somewhere else.”“A few hours, huh?” Her cheeks flushed. “You’re feeling awfully confident today.”I scoffed, “I’m always feeling confident. And you know it. You also know my confidence has never been unjustified.”“Let’s just say you’ve got one very satisfied customer right here,” she winked before dropping her eyes back to the file. “But these guys won’t be unless we actually get to it.”“You’re no fun.” I wadded up a napkin and chucked it in her direction. “I’ll satisfy them anyway. Might as well satisfy you first.”“That’s such a line,” she smothered a giggle, arching an eyebrow. “Are you being serious or are you just messing with me right now?”“Depends. Are
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