I step out of my truck just as she moves back so Bobby can close the hatch of the SUV for her. I get close enough to hear her say, “Thanks, Bobby.” Her voice travels from my ears straight to my groin. If it weren't for my coat and suit, everyone would know that the cold had shit on the sexy blonde in front of me. My face is probably expressing the intense rage I’m feeling at his attention to her.
“Hello, Mr. Davenport,” says Bobby. He gives me a subtle smirk as he glances at my unavailable woman. Yes, I’ve claimed her as mine in my head, but I understand that’s all it will be. My face changes as I turn to her, her eyes are an icy blue and I’m owned. “This is your new neighbor, Lily Mason.”
Lily, I say to myself, letting her name wash over me. Fuck, it is zero degrees out, and I’m about to come just from hearing her name. What kind of shit is that? She looks like a little cherub with her wavy blonde hair that is up in a sloppy ponytail and her cold-flushed, round face with her bright smile. My eyes trail down her body, taking inventory. She may be short, but what she lacks in height she makes up everywhere else. Even with a big coat that goes just to her ass, I can still make out her round breasts that press against its opening— ready to break free. I can feel my mouth start to salivate. I pull myself together and make sure she knows my name. I want her to be thinking about me and calling my name out in her dreams or when she’s satisfying herself.
“Lily, it’s a pleasure. I’m Trent.” Taking off my gloves, I stick out my hand to shake hers. Of course, I remove them because I want a reason to touch her bare skin. I immediately notice that she isn’t wearing a wedding ring and hope fills me. Maybe Ernie was wrong.
She steps forward, tentatively; I don’t know if it’s because of the heavy snow on the ground or that I make her nervous. There isn’t much distance to cross, but it seems like forever before she’s inches from me. Just as she’s about to put her hand out to meet mine, she slips on the icy snow and lands hard against me. Her breast hits my stiff erection that’s being held back by my belt buckle. My body is racked with pleasure and pain as my dick demands satisfaction. I right her quickly, only because I’m a step from coming and even with many layers between us, she sets my body burning.
Her cheeks are rosy from the cold, but I can still see that she blushed with embarrassment. It may have been a long time, but I still know when a woman’s attracted to me, and my bunny is attracted. I try to think about the cold ravaging my body. Then maybe, I’ll feel the frigid air and it could relate it to my dick before I have to go home and change my clothes, making me even later for my morning meeting. I can see that the longer I look at her, the more unsettled she becomes, and I enjoy it. She’s doing a number on me and hasn’t even said a word.
“Excuse me. I’m sorry,” she says as she tries to regain her dignity. Fuck. Her voice is going to get her nailed soon. After I get home from work, I have every intention of getting a formal introduction. Then I remind myself that it’s all just a fantasy; she’s married.
“You can fall on me anytime.” The words blurt out before I can stop myself. She smiles but tucks her head into the collar of her coat. I unjustly glare at the garment that obstructs my view of this gorgeous creature. She’s a tiny, perfect package that I plan on unwrapping later. Damn it, I’ve got to remember she’s married, but without a ring, I wonder if she likes to play with other boys.
“I have to go. My father is waiting for me to get back home.” She gives me a sheepish half-smile and walks right passed me and into her SUV. I let her go because I am at a loss for words. She’s not married. Ernestine said that he lives there with his wife and kids. I didn’t expect her to be one of the kids. I have no idea how old she is, but I am going to find out. She lives with her father. Relief is flooding my body. Fuck, I hope she’s legal. I’ll wait for her if she isn’t because I know she can’t be that young. I’ll give her a year under legal at the most.
Bobby, the young fuck chuckles. I turn and give him a look that should have him running, but he just says with a laugh, “She’s twenty-one. Good luck, man. She’s caught the attention of every available man that has seen her today. Her father is some hotshot from Phoenix and that’s why I lent her a hand. She was approached by Devin, Colt, Joe, and Elijah.”
“She’s mine,” I growl. Staking my claim was inevitable. Showing my hand too soon is never the way I do business so I can’t believe I’ve given away my position. It doesn’t matter anyway; those guys need to know Lily is off limits.