Once I’m home, thoughts of Hadleigh join me under the warm shower stream. I’d slide my hands over every inch of her, then kiss her until she was ready to pass out. I’d bend her over and fuck her until she cried out my name. She’d squeeze my dick with her tight cunt, and I’d come deep inside her.

The fantasy has me fisting my hard cock. Unapologetically, I stroke as fast as I can, picturing her face and big tits. Hadleigh’s curves are full of sin, and I’m ready to repent just to have another taste of her.

I groan with her name on my lips as the orgasm violently rips through me. After I catch my breath, I rinse off, then get out. I’m going insane. I never obsess like this or care about hurting a woman’s feelings. It’s clear from the beginning that it’s always just sex. There have never been expectations or strings attached. If it happened a second or third time, then great, but I wasn’t the one begging for another round.

But goddammit, Hadleigh’s different, and I wish I could turn it off. Seeing the pained look on her face and knowing I caused it guts me. I’m a selfish bastard who showed my insecurities when she didn’t immediately choose me. I’m not good at trusting my heart, but I need to see where it could lead.

Fuck it. I need a fix.

After I get dressed, I type out a text to her. While I already know this won’t go well, I hit send.

Knox: I can still taste you on my lips. How’s your jaw feeling today?

Within seconds, she replies.

Hadleigh: Go to hell, jackass. Oh never mind, you’re already the mayor.

I chuckle in amusement. I didn’t expect anything less coming from her. She’s still pissed, and while it’s well deserved, I’ll enjoy fucking with her until she forgives me.

Knox: Sounds like you didn’t finish yourself off last night. You need assistance with that?

Hadleigh: Why? You know someone who can actually get the job done?

I shake my head at her feistiness. Hadleigh’s always been a no-bullshit kinda girl. It’s probably why she fit in with us so well.

Knox: As a matter of fact, I do. Come over, and I’ll introduce you.

More like re-introduce her.

Hadleigh: Actually, I’m good. There’s a new doctor at the hospital who’s especially skilled with his hands. Caught him checking out my ass too, so I think I have a good chance at getting his *special* treatment.

She’s trying to fire me up, and she damn well knows it too. A fucking savage.

Knox: Shit, you went for the jugular.

Hadleigh: You brought it upon yourself, Cowboy.