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This is new territory for me. I like to watch people. I like to watch them from afar, and sometimes fuck women when the need arises. But I’ve never wanted to go back for more from the same person. I move on to the next interesting one, never getting attached. I’ve already stepped out of my norm by watching her every week for over two years. To want more than that from her after already having her is something I didn’t think I was capable of. The more that I think about it now though, the stronger my want for her grows.
I bring the binoculars back to my eyes. “When?”
Her hand lifts and she gathers the length of her hair to pull it over her shoulder. “This weekend? Saturday night? My place.”
Four days. In reality, it’s not a long time, but right now, with the need to see her in the flesh coursing through me, it seems like four years.
Fuck… when did I become a pussy?
“Okay.” An idea pops in my head. “But, there’s something I want to do.”
“What?” she asks, biting her lip.
“You’ll have to wait and see.”
Her lip falls from between her teeth and a smile forms. “I like surprises.”
I grunt. I just hope she likes the one I have in store for her. My dick starts to fill with blood at the thought of what’s to come.
ChapterTen
Emberleigh
I SLOW TO A STOP IN THE driveway and turn off my car. Pulling the key from the ignition, I swing the door open and climb out. I smile and my heart jumps at the little girl laughter I hear from inside the house. It’s one of my favorite sounds, one I’ll never get tired of hearing.
When I walk inside, I almost get trampled by a small figure, and catch Avery as she barrels into me.
“Save me, Em!” She screeches with laughter. “He’s going to get me!”
She scrambles behind me, clutching my shirt as she peeks around my side. Laughing, I look up just in time to see my dad coming around the corner, hands outstretched and wiggling his fingers. I know what’s coming next.
His eyes lift to mine, showing his attention has shifted from Avery to me.
“Oh, no, no, no.” I point my finger at him and narrow my eyes.
He grins, causing his eyes to crinkle at the corners. He takes a step forward.
“You stay right over there, buster,” I warn him. “I’m too old to be tickled.”
Just the thought of being tickled has my ribs already hurting.
“You’re never too old to be tickled.” His eyes move to Avery behind me and he wiggles his eyebrows. “Right, Avey?”
She giggles and jumps around, jostling me along with her. “Nope!”
I gasp in shock and turn to face her. “You traitor!”
I realize my mistake immediately when she screams, then starts laughing. I try to turn in time to stop him, but strong arms wrap around me from behind, effectively holding me immobile.
“Get her, Avey!” Dad’s voice yells.
Giggling, Avery starts tickling my ribs. I move from side to side, laughing and yelling at the same time, trying my best to get away but making sure to keep my feet on the floor so I don’t accidentally kick her. Dad laughs in my ear while Avery tortures my poor ribs, her sweet giggles filling my ears, making the painful encounter worth it. Tickling was always a big thing in our house when I was younger. You’d think I’d be immune to it by now, but nope. If anything, I think I’ve become more ticklish over the years.
A loud clap is heard over the laughing and yelling before Mom’s voice cracks across the room.
“All right, you three, enough of that racket. It’s dinnertime.”
I silently thank mom as dad kisses my cheek with a chuckle, then lets me go to go to the kitchen. I look down at Avery. “I’m gonna get you back for that,” I tell her with laughter in my eyes. “Us girls are supposed to stick together.”
