Free Man Up Party Boy by Danielle Sibarium

again."
    Even the memory keeps me hard. I couldn't tell if her imagination let me satisfy her anymore, but I knew if I watched and listened any longer I wouldn't be wondering how her pussy felt, I'd have firsthand knowledge. As it was, standing there, I thought I might cum in my pants, something I haven't done since high school.
    What this girl does to me should be illegal.
    *
    I finally drift off to sleep as the sky lightens to a pale grey. This is really going to suck if I need a vacation from this vacation before going back to work. I wake hours later, to an empty house, a cold cup of coffee and a large tube of toothpaste side by side on the counter with notes leaning against each. I feel a little like Alice in Wonderland as I read them.
    "Wash with this, it's the remedy for your blue balls," reads the paper leaning against the toothpaste.
    "Meet me on the beach," the note propped up against the coffee says.
    She's ordering me around now? Fucking wonderful. I lift the coffee cup to my lips and take a sip. It's cold. How long has it been sitting here waiting for me?
    I look out the window to see if she's in her usual yoga spot. No sign of her. I pull my phone from my pocket and check the time. It's after two in the afternoon. Shit. I wonder how long she's been gone. I want to go find her, but I need to shower first and get my skin back to normal.
    *
    An hour later, after I scrubbed most of my body with toothpaste, and arranged for a bit of payback for her harmless prank, I head out to find Lexi. There's nothing specific in the note about her location, but I know where to find her.
    The crowd is larger than yesterday. It doesn't take long for me to spot her, my eyes are drawn straight to her, like I'm a fierce, hungry tiger and she's a delicate gazelle grazing in the meadow. That's exactly how I feel right now. Like I want to pounce and take her down to the ground and have my way with her.
    She's sitting in the front row, and she's not alone. He's sitting beside her, laughing. He's in the spot I should be in, and it hurts, like someone's twisting my balls. I don't understand how she got me tied up in knots in a matter of forty eight hours. Two days. No one has ever had this kind of effect on me, let alone in two days. I want to go over and tell Drake to fuck off; that Lexi is mine.
    I need to make my mind up about this girl because I can't stay in this limbo. Either I take the plunge or I go find some pussy and move on. If I can move on. I'm not sure it'll be so easy to turn away from Lexi Sutton. I have to do something. Leaving things like this is torture for the both of us.
    Instead of storming the beach, I keep my distance and go for a run to clear my head and put together all the facts. I have to look at the situation from all angles, weigh the pros and cons. And decide if this girl that has me possessed is worth turning my life upside down, because if I touch her, Cooper is going to find out and then all hell's going to break loose.
    *
    I stay out longer than I expect. Running didn't do a damn thing for me. I still have a shitload of pent up energy buzzing through me, but I need to see her and get things out in the open.
    "Lexi," I call after letting myself into the house.
    "In the kitchen."
    She's on her knees, cleaning some sort of creamy salad mess off the floor.
    "You look good on your knees," I tease hoping this will open the conversation we need to have.
    "Fuck off, party boy," she glares at me.
    "Good to see you're in such a good mood." I reach for the roll of paper towels, and wrap a few around my hand.
    "Careful, there's glass in here."
    "What happened?"
    She shakes her head, "I made salad for dinner, but I tripped, and the bowl slipped out of my hands."
    I put the towels down and reach for her hands to make sure she's not hurt.
    "I'm fine." She yanks them away from me. "Just pissed. That was supposed to be my dinner."
    "Your dinner?" I look at the floor around us. "It looks like you made enough for the