Chapter 1: Sneeze and Tease
The late afternoon sun spilled through the sheer curtains of our cozy loft, casting a golden glow over Lila’s tousled auburn hair. She sat cross-legged on the couch, a tissue box perched on her lap like a crown jewel, her sharp green eyes glinting with mischief. I couldn’t help but smirk as I leaned against the kitchen counter, sipping my coffee, watching her battle yet another sneezing fit.
‘Achoo!’ Lila’s head snapped forward, her hands flying to her face just in time. She groaned, rolling her eyes at me. ‘Don’t even start, Jake. I swear, my allergies are out to ruin my damn life.’
I chuckled, setting my mug down and sauntering over. ‘Ruin? Babe, your sneezes are practically performance art. I should start charging admission.’
She shot me a glare, but her lips twitched into a smirk. ‘Oh, you’re hilarious. Next time, I’ll aim right for your face. See how much you enjoy the show then.’
‘Bring it on,’ I teased, dropping onto the couch beside her. ‘I’ve got quick reflexes. I’ll catch it like a pro.’
As if on cue, another sneeze erupted, and before I could react, her hands darted to mine, sneezing right into my palms. The warmth of her breath tickled my skin, and I raised an eyebrow, unfazed. ‘See? Told you I’m a natural.’
Lila laughed, wiping her nose with a tissue, her cheeks flushing. ‘You’re disgusting. And yet, somehow, I’m still into you.’
‘That’s because I’m irresistible,’ I shot back, leaning closer, my voice dropping to a husky whisper. ‘Even with your sneeze showers, I can’t keep my hands off you.’
Her eyes narrowed, a dangerous spark igniting. ‘Oh, really? Prove it, big shot.’ She shifted, her tank top slipping slightly to reveal the curve of her chest, where she’d sneezed earlier, leaving a faint sheen on her skin. It was oddly enticing, and I wasn’t about to back down from her challenge.
I reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her face, my fingers lingering on her jaw. ‘Careful what you wish for, Lila. I don’t play nice.’
‘Good,’ she purred, her voice dripping with defiance. ‘I don’t want nice. I want you to stop talking and start doing.’
The air between us crackled, thick with tension. My pulse quickened as I pulled her closer, her breath hitching—not from a sneeze this time, but from anticipation. Her lips crashed into mine, fierce and demanding, her hands gripping my shirt like she owned me. I growled into the kiss, my fingers sliding down her back, feeling the heat of her skin through the thin fabric.
She pulled back just enough to smirk, her voice a low taunt. ‘You gonna keep up, or am I gonna have to take charge?’
‘Try me,’ I challenged, my hands roaming lower, gripping her hips as I tugged her onto my lap. I could feel myself getting hard already, the friction of her body against mine driving me wild. Her eyes flicked down, catching the bulge in my jeans, and she grinned wickedly.
‘Looks like someone’s ready to play,’ she teased, her fingers tracing the outline through the denim. ‘Let’s see if I can handle this without sneezing all over your cock.’
I laughed, the sound rough with desire. ‘If you do, I’ll consider it a bonus.’
Her gaze locked on mine, bold and unapologetic, as she slid off my lap and onto her knees. My breath caught, anticipation coiling tight in my gut. She reached for my zipper, her touch deliberate, her smirk promising trouble. I was already aching, my mind racing with how wet and wild this was about to get. And just as her fingers brushed against me, her nose twitched—a warning sign. We both froze, her eyes widening with a mix of frustration and amusement.
‘Don’t you dare,’ I warned, my voice thick with lust.
‘I’m trying not to,’ she shot back, her tone half-laugh, half-growl. ‘But if I do, you’re gonna love every second of it.’
The tension hung heavy, my body screaming for release as I waited to see if she’d sneeze or deliver. Either way, I was in for one hell of a ride.
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