Free Promises to Keep by Vanessa Devereaux Page B

children.”
    He nodded. “They’re great kids and I have three
sisters who have been a big help to me. You have siblings?”
    She nodded. “One older brother and
a younger sister.”
    “And you never thought of going home after you and
your fiancé parted company?”
    “I did but I guess I like it here now. I’ve told
myself I’ll give it to Valentine’s Day and then I’ll have to think about
selling it or trying to get a new partner.”
    “Things will work out.”
    She nodded.
    “Well, I’m feeling heavy eyed and I have to be up
around six, so I think I’ll head up to bed.”
    They both stood at the same time and knocked the
bowl of popcorn over, spilling the remaining kernels on the carpet.
    They both dived down, hitting one another’s heads in
the process.
    They rubbed them and laughed. She could smell the
popcorn he’d eaten on his breath, he was that close. They looked at one another
in the same way as they had on the slope earlier that day.
    He kissed her again. This time letting his lips
linger on hers. They put their arms around one another and pulled their bodies
close together. He had an erection, which made her pussy pull in a way it
hadn’t in a very long time. Was this it? Had they crossed a hurdle?
     

 
     
    Chapter
Twelve
     
    That had been stupid.
    Not the kissing Hayley again part. But kissing her
and then knowing you were heading up to bed to catch some shuteye because you
had to be up at the crack of dawn to earn your living.
    His libido was in overdrive. His cock so hard, it
hurt. Cole eased the zipper down on his jeans, sucking in his breath with each
tiny movement.
    Shit, it made his eyes water.
    He tugged the pants down his hips and kicked them
off his feet. Good thing he’d worn boxers, because they gave his dick some
room. It throbbed and ached as he slid the underwear from his body.
    A bubble of pre-cum clung to his head.
    “Yeah, it’s been a long time since you got any use.”
    He stroked his shaft, hoping the room didn’t have
hidden cameras and he’d been caught talking to his penis. He’d never done that
before. Well, not since he was a teenager and had his first hard-on.
    A shower was what he needed. He took off his socks
and headed into the bathroom, each step becoming a little more uncomfortable.
The erection wasn’t going away anytime soon. Maybe standing under running cold
water might help.
    Cole slid the curtain back and ran the water for a
few minutes before getting into the shower.   He let the water splash on his face as he pushed his hair back and then
turned around and allowed it to play on his back.   For one crazy moment he wondered what it would
be like to shower with Hayley by his side.
    Yeah,
like that’s going to help get rid of your erection.
    He imagined that her breasts were full, would feel
heavy in his hands, their nipples pink and hard in his mouth.
    Without realizing it he was stroking his cock. Not
that he hadn’t masturbated since he’d become a widower. Yes, he’d done that a
lot, but tonight the image he saw wasn’t of his late wife, but the woman he’d
left sitting downstairs.
    His hand moved faster over his shaft. He remembered
what it felt like to be inside a woman. What would it be like to be deep within
the walls of Hayley’s pussy?
    He was being a bad boy, but a man could only be good
for so long. Every male had his breaking point, and he guessed Hayley was his.
    Putting his free hand on the wall of the shower, he
moved the other one faster up and down his dick.
    Mmm, felt so good, especially when he was thinking
about Hayley naked, legs wide apart…
    Oh man, that’s all it took for him to find release.
He rested his forehead on the cool tiles lining the bath.   Phew, that had been good, but he couldn’t do
that sort of thing for very much longer. Sooner or later he was going to want
the real thing.
    ****
    Hayley was frustrated.
    Cole was sending her mixed signals yet again. Why
did men always seem to do that?
    She dusted