“Fine,” she declares as she rips my shirt off over her head and throws it at me. I’d already seen her last night. I’d even had my hands on the luscious curves of her body. But she was drunk, basically passed out. It wasn’t sexy. It was almost clinical.

Standing in her matching pink bra and panties, hands on her hips, defiant, she is beyond beautiful. I don’t move, pretending she has no effect on me, as my heart races and my cock gets hard. She pulls her dress on, struggling to zip it up behind her back but refusing to ask for help. I don’t offer. I stare at her, enjoying the view.

She pulls on her shoes.

Who wears tennis shoes with a dress?

It’s very Elizabeth. Weirdly sexy. I like a woman in heels as much as the next guy, but Elizabeth makes sneakers alluring.

Our eyes lock for a few heartbeats and we stare at each other in complete silence. She’s waiting for me to fold, to apologize.

Don’t hold your breath, sweet cheeks.

“Thanks for the help last night,” she snaps at me before leaving, slamming the door behind her. I grab the shirt she threw at me and take a deep breath of her scent.

This girl is killing me. Death by foreplay.

The second she’s out of the door I jump in the shower and jack off to the image of her. Her creamy legs wrapped around me, her curvy hips rocking into me, her huge tits in my mouth, the fire in those brown eyes as she comes on my cock.

It takes all of two minutes to shoot my load. I haven’t come that fast since high school. I cut myself some slack considering she has been torturing me all week. I’m hoping indulging in the fantasy will get her out of my head.

It doesn’t.

Getting her out of my head is a lot harder than getting her out of my bed. A single shower rub-n-tug isn’t enough of a release. I’d planned on blowing off some steam with Jessie last night, but Elizabeth is an epic cock block. I rinse off and hop out of the shower, already getting another chubby thinking about Elizabeth in my lap last night in that dress and her stupid damn sneakers.

Thoughts of her plague me all day. Some aren’t even X-rated.

Most are.