Page 4 of Lumberjack Bonfire Kisses

“He was screwing my boss, on my desk, and I walked in on them.”

“That skinny bimbo?” I asked, making a face.

For me, skinny women never did a thing for me.

I loved women with meat; someone I could hold onto while I screwed them senseless. Which is why Justice was my dream girl. She had curves in all the right places, ass for days, tits that were mouthwatering, but her best feature? Her gorgeous chocolate eyes and her warm, kind smile. I loved watching her smile, and I usually did anything I could to bring it out.

“Yes, that skinny bimbo. Didn’t find her hot?”

I had visited Justice a few times at her work, once by myself but mostly with her brother. We’d treat her to lunch, and I’d see her boss always eyeing us. Personally, she constantly made me gag a little. I’d break that woman in two, no doubt about it.

“Not by a long shot. I’m surprised he did when he had someone like you next to him. That’s crazy to me.”

“Thank you, but I guess it’s what he wanted. He had the gall to call me on my way up here to ask where I was because I was late for our dinner.”

The phone between us rang and I glanced at the id, smirking as the jerk’s name popped up. I grabbed it before she could.

“Get your acting skill ready, you’re about to rock his world, and it’s going to be a blast.”

I accepted the call, putting it on speaker phone as I panted. “Who is calling you baby, when my dick is buried so far into your pussy.”

She gasped, then moaned, her eyes twinkling with delight. “I didn’t see, but harder. There, that’s the spot!”

“Justice!” he hollered and I fought not to laugh. I pulled the phone closer.

“Who is this?” I demanded.

“It’s her boyfriend, who the fuck are you?”

“The man with his dick buried so far into the sweetest cunt. Is that what you were saying when she saw you with her boss, idiot? Deal with the knowledge that I know how to please her better than you do.”

With that, I hit the end button, joining her with laughter.

“I have always seen that in books and wanted someone to do that for me. I can’t believe it was you,” she said, wiping her eyes.

“It was coming after that stunt. I still think he’s the stupidest guy on Earth to let you go. And if he didn’t get the memo after that, then he’s even stupider than I thought.”

Her phone buzzed with an incoming text and she opened it, smirking as she read that.

“He says he doesn’t understand what you were talking about, but that he couldn’t believe I cheated.”

I held my phone out for her, hitting reply after I read the message and texted him back, letting her know what I was writing.

“Don’t call me a cheater when I walked in on you screwing my boss. Think that was uncalled for. Hope you enjoyed dinner, but we are done.” She nodded and I hit send, setting her phone down. “How do you feel?”

She took a sip of her beer and she thought it over.

“Relieved. Happy. Even free actually. It’s not the way I saw the day ending, but I’m glad it did. Thank you, Eddie. It was a shock seeing you there, but I’m glad you were. I think it would have been a lot harder to have been alone.”

“Your brother doesn’t know?”

“No, just left a note saying I was coming up. Might need to let him know that you’re still here.”

I groaned as my head dropped my arms resting on the table. I would not hear the end of it from him, I knew that. All it had ever been throughout the years was ‘stop staring at her’ or ‘she’ll never go for you’. He was never opposed to the idea of me dating her, at least not the one time I asked, but he always said if I hurt her, he’d bury me in a place where no one could find me.

“Sure. There’s just one other problem we need to address.”

“Which is?” she asked.