On The Rocks
Excerpt:
I stared at her sitting there in a black bra and pajama
shorts. There was something so incredibly sexy about the combination—at least
on her. My resistance broke. I needed her, and she was offering herself to me.
“Aren’t you going to take your shirt off?” She smiled.
“You’ve seen me without a shirt on.”
“Yes, but not while I wasn’t wearing my own.”
I pulled off my t-shirt and tossed it on the ground next to
hers.
“Thank you.”
“Did you just thank me for taking my shirt off?”
“Yeah, I think I did.” She blushed slightly.
“I guess that means I should be thanking you for taking
yours off—but then again you aren’t exactly shirtless yet.”
“Technically I am.”
“Yeah, but you have on a bra. I don’t.”
“I wasn’t aware you usually wore bras, Macon.”
I chuckled. “You’re something else, Carly.”
“I already know that.” She grinned. “But back to what you
were saying. Although I am technically shirtless, you may have a point that for
a girl to be shirtless usually means she’s not wearing a bra.”
“So I don’t need to thank you.” I gave up forcing my eyes
to stay on her face. They were much happier studying the pale skin exposed by
her bra. This one must have cut lower than her usual bikini tops, because there
was a definite tan line. I was ready to see the rest of that tan line.
She reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She dropped it
on the floor.
“Thank you.” I barely got the words out.
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