Chapter 19. Glistening P*ssy

Scott

There was both joy and guilt. As happy as I was, I knew it was not a good thing, wasn’t right at all. Time passed in a rush, putting an end to a work-filled work day.

I got a call from a friend. “What’s up, man? I’m heading out for a drink, mind joining me?” His voice buzzed from the other end.

“Sure. Where?” I asked.

“At the usual.” He didn’t have to say more. I knew where he was talking about. I’ve lost count of the number of times he’d dragged my drunk ass out of the bar and how many times I’ve done the same for him.

This was a good opportunity to stay out late and avoid the inevitable temptation that awaits me. All Eliana has to do is be present, and I’ll be losing control. She doesn’t even have to do anything to get me aroused, just the sight of her, scent of her and sometimes, when she’s not there, it takes just the thought of her.

I got to the bar. My friend, Kennedy, was sitting at our usual spot with a bitch in hand.

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