𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐃

12: break up

Justin's PoV

"I love that game. That doesn't stop me, baby. I'm getting what I want," I tell Elle in a low voice. Her cheeks start blushing, her whole face turns pink. I hear her swallow and feel how she's stepping back, looking to her side.

I watch her intensively, her arms crossing on her chest which gave her breasts a more defined form. Feeling my friend getting excited because ever since I met this woman, she rejects me. I'm not exaggerating when I'm telling you that I'm having wild dreams about her at least twice a week. Fuck, I really want to fuck her. I want to know how she looks like and feel her.

Since all she did was having sex with her husband for years, I wouldn't be surprised if she only had flower sex. But I see it in her eyes, she's freaky.

I fucking squeezed her throat, she didn't even flinch. She wants me, I bet she's imagining all the things I could do to her. I almost had her weak for me.

"Please, give me my keys," she finally tells me, stuttering and clearing her throat to cover her weak voice.

Her hand is stretched and I grab her wrist to pull her closer to me, she snaps for air. My other hand covers the side of her throat again and my face moves closer. Having a better look at her beautiful face, her big brown eyes showed nothing but innocence. The tip of her nose was red, making her look like a little baby.

"Elle, stop," I hiss and bite my lip, closing my eyes until she would say something.

I feel her breathing going heavier, the heartbeat against my hand on her throat was irregular, "you should stop."

I hiss a laugh, shaking my head and licking my lips once again as I stare at hers, imagining my tongue running over her plumper pink lips, "you don't know what you're doing to me," I whisper in a raspy tone, holding myself back to fuck her inside the car and shove my dick into her. Her screaming for my name would be better than any other type of music.

"I'm not doing anything," she defends herself and tries to back off but my hand on the side of her throat holds her in position.

"You do," I promise. Another voice inside my head told me she did more than just turning me on but I shut that off, "Elle, I know you are bored of him. You need me," I tell her convinced.

Yeah, let me fuck you. He can't do shit.

Her hand pushes against me to free herself from my touch and I let her of course. Damn it.

A confused look covers her face which confused me as well, "what? What are you thinking of?"

"You either stop flirting with me or I'll cancel our partnership. I can't have you around me like this, you confuse me and I'm not falling for your games again. If you want someone to fuck, there are plenty of other women and prostitutes whose lives wouldn't be ruined when they are with you."

"What?" My eyes shockingly widen, "I'd ruin your life?"

"Yes, Justin. I'm married, I'm telling Ethan all this anyway but you really have to stop," her eyes meant it different than her lips but I nod respectfully.

For now.

"Alright, partner."

Her eyes roll and she walked inside her building without saying another word.