Connor
I pressed the tips of my fingers against my lips and let out a blissful sigh as I rested against the driver's seat. My mind kept on replaying Edward over and over again from the past few days. Gosh, I didn't know what had gotten into him but he made an impact.
Even as I sat in the parking lot of the training facility of the club I just couldn't climb out of the truck for the life of me. I was far too hard and straining against the material of my briefs.
I was already wet. I could feel it and he wasn't even anywhere near me. My breathing heavy as I thought of this morning's shower then breakfast on the island and the floor then his couch in the living room. The hood of his new Lamborghini before I left.
