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Story: The Christmas Bet
I groan into the phone and close my eyes. “Ma, I’m not having this conversation with you.”
“Okay, okay. How about dinner on Sunday? You need a break, and your mother misses you,” she says sweetly.
“Sounds good, Ma. I’ll be there. Love you.” I hang up and grab the cellphone on my desk. I scroll to Allison’s name and let my finger hover. She doesn’t deserve this. She doesn’t deserve me ignoring her or this stupid fucking bet. She is such a nice person, so beautiful, with such a kind heart. Fuck.
Except I can’t turn my back on the bet. My pride just won’t let me.
Me: Hey, Allie. Sorry I haven’t contacted you sooner. I have had a lot going on. How are you?
Allison: Hi. Sure, I get it. You’re busy and all. Family stuff going on.
Damnit. I run my hand down my face and growl. Why did I lie?Well, because this whole damn thing is a lie.
Me: I’d like to make it up to you. Dinner tomorrow night? Actual dinner this time, at a restaurant.
Allison: Sure. Okay.
I let out a sigh of relief. I still have a shot at rectifying this. If she didn’t say yes to this date, then I know for sure I would’ve lost this bet. And I need to rectify this. Just thinking that makes my stomach drop.I’m still pushing forward, knowing this will end in the worst of ways.
Me: I’ll pick you up at seven.
She reads the message but doesn’t respond. I’ll take that for what it’s worth. I’m sure she’s upset that I’ve been radio silent for the last couple of days.
I hate myself for making that bet. This whole thing should have never happened. My friends are complete assholes, and I’m an asshole for going along with it.
But the way her lips felt on mine, the burning of her touch … that’s not something I want to forget or let go of. When she laughs, she lightens the air around me. Her little moans and whimpers as I brought her to orgasm … fuck. I’ve had those sounds on repeat in my head since Wednesday night. I’m not even ashamed to say that I’ve had some quality time with my hand to the tune of those sounds.
I sit back in my chair and close my eyes. Immediately, I see those blue eyes staring back at me. Goddamn, she’s beautiful. Her long blonde hair, her soft creamy skin. Strawberries. She smells like strawberries. I feel myself harden at the thought.
My hand palms my hardened cock, and I slowly start to stroke it though my pants. I wanted to be inside her so bad. Hear her moaning underneath me as her pussy squeezed my cock.
Voices in the hallway outside my door bring me back to reality and to the fact that I almost got myself off right here in my office thinking about her under me. Shit.
I’m such an asshole.
Chapter 10
Allison
Ishould have said no. Why did I agree to go out with him tonight?Stupid, stupid stupid. It’s obvious he’s not interested. He bailed on Wednesday night using the excuse of a ‘family emergency’. He didn’t call, text, nothing. It was all bullshit, and I know this because Lacy stopped at Legends on Thursday to pick up some dinner to-go. There was Conner with his friends, laughing and hanging out like he had no care in the world.
Like he didn’t just up and leave me after a mind-blowing orgasm.
“See anything?” Lacy breaks my concentration. The Christmas music inside Macy’s hits my ears. I come back to reality and focus on the tasks in front of me.
We’re out shopping for gifts for our loved ones. Normally, I’d take in the hustle and bustle of the shoppers, enjoying the shopping frenzy. However, my mind is completely taken over by the fact that I decided it would be a good idea to go out on a date tonight with Mr. Liar Liar Pants on Fire.
It’s not my best move to date, but I feel like something else is going on with him. Maybe he got scared, maybe he felt like he was taking it too far.Or maybe he just lied.
I shake my head. “No. I have no idea what to get anyone.”
“Sure. Or maybe your mind is on a certain man.” Lacy tilts her head and gives me the ‘I always know what you’re thinking’ look.
“He lied, Lacy. For some reason I repulsed him enough that he lied just to get away from me.” I throw the clothes I’m looking at back on the table.
“You don’t know that. Maybe something did come up and he didn’t have a chance to tell you.” She shrugs.
“Even if he did, he left me fully exposed. Got me off and that was it. He froze, like he was doing something wrong. Like he shouldn’t have done that with me. Oh, and let’s not forget about the kiss to the forehead before he left. That was soft, intimate, almost caring. So fucking confusing.” I close my eyes, remembering how hot my body felt. After a few seconds, my eyes fly open. “Either way, he left me high and dry.”
“Okay, okay. How about dinner on Sunday? You need a break, and your mother misses you,” she says sweetly.
“Sounds good, Ma. I’ll be there. Love you.” I hang up and grab the cellphone on my desk. I scroll to Allison’s name and let my finger hover. She doesn’t deserve this. She doesn’t deserve me ignoring her or this stupid fucking bet. She is such a nice person, so beautiful, with such a kind heart. Fuck.
Except I can’t turn my back on the bet. My pride just won’t let me.
Me: Hey, Allie. Sorry I haven’t contacted you sooner. I have had a lot going on. How are you?
Allison: Hi. Sure, I get it. You’re busy and all. Family stuff going on.
Damnit. I run my hand down my face and growl. Why did I lie?Well, because this whole damn thing is a lie.
Me: I’d like to make it up to you. Dinner tomorrow night? Actual dinner this time, at a restaurant.
Allison: Sure. Okay.
I let out a sigh of relief. I still have a shot at rectifying this. If she didn’t say yes to this date, then I know for sure I would’ve lost this bet. And I need to rectify this. Just thinking that makes my stomach drop.I’m still pushing forward, knowing this will end in the worst of ways.
Me: I’ll pick you up at seven.
She reads the message but doesn’t respond. I’ll take that for what it’s worth. I’m sure she’s upset that I’ve been radio silent for the last couple of days.
I hate myself for making that bet. This whole thing should have never happened. My friends are complete assholes, and I’m an asshole for going along with it.
But the way her lips felt on mine, the burning of her touch … that’s not something I want to forget or let go of. When she laughs, she lightens the air around me. Her little moans and whimpers as I brought her to orgasm … fuck. I’ve had those sounds on repeat in my head since Wednesday night. I’m not even ashamed to say that I’ve had some quality time with my hand to the tune of those sounds.
I sit back in my chair and close my eyes. Immediately, I see those blue eyes staring back at me. Goddamn, she’s beautiful. Her long blonde hair, her soft creamy skin. Strawberries. She smells like strawberries. I feel myself harden at the thought.
My hand palms my hardened cock, and I slowly start to stroke it though my pants. I wanted to be inside her so bad. Hear her moaning underneath me as her pussy squeezed my cock.
Voices in the hallway outside my door bring me back to reality and to the fact that I almost got myself off right here in my office thinking about her under me. Shit.
I’m such an asshole.
Chapter 10
Allison
Ishould have said no. Why did I agree to go out with him tonight?Stupid, stupid stupid. It’s obvious he’s not interested. He bailed on Wednesday night using the excuse of a ‘family emergency’. He didn’t call, text, nothing. It was all bullshit, and I know this because Lacy stopped at Legends on Thursday to pick up some dinner to-go. There was Conner with his friends, laughing and hanging out like he had no care in the world.
Like he didn’t just up and leave me after a mind-blowing orgasm.
“See anything?” Lacy breaks my concentration. The Christmas music inside Macy’s hits my ears. I come back to reality and focus on the tasks in front of me.
We’re out shopping for gifts for our loved ones. Normally, I’d take in the hustle and bustle of the shoppers, enjoying the shopping frenzy. However, my mind is completely taken over by the fact that I decided it would be a good idea to go out on a date tonight with Mr. Liar Liar Pants on Fire.
It’s not my best move to date, but I feel like something else is going on with him. Maybe he got scared, maybe he felt like he was taking it too far.Or maybe he just lied.
I shake my head. “No. I have no idea what to get anyone.”
“Sure. Or maybe your mind is on a certain man.” Lacy tilts her head and gives me the ‘I always know what you’re thinking’ look.
“He lied, Lacy. For some reason I repulsed him enough that he lied just to get away from me.” I throw the clothes I’m looking at back on the table.
“You don’t know that. Maybe something did come up and he didn’t have a chance to tell you.” She shrugs.
“Even if he did, he left me fully exposed. Got me off and that was it. He froze, like he was doing something wrong. Like he shouldn’t have done that with me. Oh, and let’s not forget about the kiss to the forehead before he left. That was soft, intimate, almost caring. So fucking confusing.” I close my eyes, remembering how hot my body felt. After a few seconds, my eyes fly open. “Either way, he left me high and dry.”