Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
“Doing what?” I asked, suddenly nervous.
“Looking at his sister like she’s a tasty snack.”
Santi laughed. “She is though. I’d hit that if I didn’t think Campbell would skewer me.”
“Hey,” a girl said on Santi’s arm.
“I mean that in the best way, babe,” Santi said.
Yorke snorted. “Yeah.”
Santi opened the door for the girl to go in with him, which she did despite his stupidity. Viv winked at me as she got to her room. Yorke held up two fingers in good-bye. Both of them disappeared, and then it was just me. I could go back into my room at the end of the hall if I wanted.
Or…
I took two steps backward and crept back to Nora’s room. I knocked twice gently.
She cracked the door open. “About time.”
Her hand fell onto the front my shirt, yanking me inside. The door crashed closed behind me, my hands tangled in her hair, and our mouths collided.
“Fuck,” I groaned, tasting this fucking girl.
“You are such a tease.” She kissed me harder, deeper. “Your hands on me all night. Your hips against mine. Your body so hot.”
My hands moved exactly where she’d mentioned, tugging her harder against me. “I wanted you.”
“It’s hard to stay away.”
“So hard,” I said, thrusting forward.
Her fingers deftly moved down the buttons of my shirt, pulling the bottom loose from my pants.
“Not fair,” she said, running her nails down my abs. “Not fair at all.”
Then, she was removing my belt, dragging the zipper down low, and dropping to her knees before me. I went utterly still as I watched her yank my pants down my hips and remove my cock from my boxers.
She stroked me up and down in her hand. Gone was the girl uncertain with herself. Here she was, the firecracker I’d always seen her as. The girl she’d been before someone tried to blow out her flame. Two weeks of incredible sex later, and no longer would I hear her say that she couldn’t come from sex, that she was difficult, or any of those other ridiculous things.
Only the heartthrob I’d known was in there.
“Now, who isn’t being fair?” I groaned as she licked up the seam at the head.
She grinned devilishly. “Oh, did you want something?”
Before I could answer, she took my cock in her mouth. I moaned, pushing my fingers into her hair as she took me in deeper.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I muttered.
Then, she moved, dragging out and bobbing back down on me. I watched her enjoyment as she sucked me. She’d been hesitant about this, too. It had only been used as a guilt trip in the past, and now, she was here, offering it to me on her knees. She had come a long way. And I fucking adored it.
She worked more vigorously at my cock, sliding her hand up and down the shaft. Most of the time, I’d let her get me off like this, but not tonight. I needed to be inside of her. I needed her little body.
“Snickers,” I said, drawing her back off me.
“I wasn’t finished.”
“You said you’d crawl for me.”
Her eyes widened. She’d said it in jest, and I thought she might tell me to go fuck myself. But then, to my amazement, she dropped to her hands, gave me a filthy look as she glanced back at me, and then crawled toward the bed. Her skirt this evening was not flouncy, as it had been that first night. And as she moved away from me, it rode up her hips and exposed every inch of her ass, including the bright red thong.
“God, that’s a sight.”
She made it onto the bed and flopped backward, not bothering to tug down her dress. “Well, you looked. Are you going to come touch?”
“Fuck yes.”
I ripped off my pants as she removed her dress and thong. Then, I snagged her hips and wrenched her down on the bed toward me. She squeaked and then laughed softly. I flipped her over onto all fours.
She pushed her ass back toward me. “Please.”
The word undid me. I hastily sheathed myself before plunging deep inside of her. She gasped and reached back to grab my hand.
“So full,” she murmured.
“Take me all the way,” I encouraged, pulling out and thrusting again. It took a few thrusts before she opened fully enough for me to seat myself inside of her.
I took the one hand she’d offered, her face pressing into the comforter, and then I grabbed the other. I drew her wrists together into one hand to use as leverage as I withdrew and then shot back inside of her.
She gasped. “Fuck.”
“Yes,” I cried out.
I’d been close with her lips wrapped around my cock. I’d been so close that it was almost painful to stop. But I wanted to finish inside of her. Her moans of pleasure as I kept up a fast rhythm told me all I needed to know about what she wanted, too.