Bang!
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Jonah winced. “Yeah, maybe not. She strikes me as the kind of girl with a temper.”
“Her Taser isn’t even street legal,” Della admitted. “She got her father to jack it up. She theorizes she could make a man’s junk fall off if she got in a lucky shot.”
“Whoa, too far.” Jonah held up a hand to stop her, horror spreading across his face. “A man’s junk is sacred. You can’t make jokes like that. My dick will crawl up into my stomach.”
Della grinned and slid off her stool. She moved between his legs and put her hands on his thighs. “I bet I could coax it back out.”
“Yeah, I’m in total agreement with that.” He leaned in and kissed her lips. “Orange juice mouth.”
“You’re one to talk,” Della complained and looped her arms around his neck. “So, why do I only get ten amazing dates?”
“Because couples don’t date. They get weird if they try. I mean, they have those weird forced date nights where any little thing can ruin the whole thing for someone. I think if two people hang tough through ten dates then they are a couple and they can just start going places together at the same time.” He smiled when she laughed. “It takes off the pressure.”
“Okay, we have an accord on the dating thing.” She trailed her fingers along the back of his neck. “Then we have the amazing boyfriend period where apparently even my mother who thinks everyone but her is going to hell will absolutely adore you.”
“Yep.” He ran his hands down her back and then over the swell of her ass. “Does she cook? Because I bet that’s awesome.”
“Yeah, she’s a fantastic cook,” Della allowed. “But even ambrosia can go down the wrong way when it’s accompanied by accusations of sex addiction and speculation as to whether or not I was switched at birth.” She sucked on her bottom lip briefly and then released it. “I’ve confirmed to three different cousins that I’m going into sex addiction rehab.”
“I could help you with the symptoms, but I don’t think seeking a cure is the right move for you,” Jonah told her seriously.
“Your sacrifice is humbling,” Della returned. “Your continuous drive to serve both your country and her citizens blows my mind.”
“Actually, I’m pretty sure it was my dick that blew your mind.”
“Oh, right.” She nodded and wet her lips. “I think I could probably do with another counseling session. My addiction is simply fierce.”
Della laughed when he stood up and swung her easily up into his arms. “You never said… What do I get after all those months of the perfect boyfriend?”
“I was hoping to follow Beyoncé’s advice and put a ring on it,” he confided as he started toward her bedroom.
Della laughed. “Well, only if you really, really like it.”
“Oh, sweet heart, I’m half in love with it already.”
“Wait, my status.” She pointed toward her laptop, and he walked back to the counter and put her on the stool she’d abandoned.
Della pursed her lips and tilted her head as she thought about it then typed: My Hot Neighbor has the prettiest cock I’ve ever seen in my life! She hit send before he could stop her and grinned when he snatched her off the stool with a laugh. Half a minute later he tossed her on the bed and crawled on top of her.
“Got you,” Della murmured.
“Yeah,” Jonah agreed. “Operation: Bang My Hot Neighbor was a complete success.”
The End
Author Bio
Deanna Lee is an erotic romance author living in the southern United States with two spoiled rotten dogs and her husband. When she isn’t plotting world domination, she splits her time between writing and the day-to-day operations of Cobblestone Press which she co-founded with her sister from another mister, Sable Grey.
http://www.deannaleeboks.com