Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25331 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25331 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
I stand here in awe wondering what alternate universe I’m in. I can’t help but keep watching the bulge between his legs, and I swear it twitches as I’m watching it.
He takes a step toward me. “Is that so hard to believe? I’m aroused by you, Sassy.”
My eyes about pop out of my head. I know he’s not saying he loves me or anything like that, but just the idea that me, tomboy Sassy Reid, has done this to Cole Rogers is crazy. I’m speechless, and he takes another step toward me. “Just like you’re aroused by me.”
He reaches out and puts one finger to my chest. I suck in a breath as his finger traces around my hard, puckered nipple.
My whole body shudders as he plucks it between his thumb and forefinger. I reach out and grab on to his upper arms to steady myself. My legs feel like jelly and like they might buckle at any minute.
He just smiles. His voice is thick. “You like that, don’t you?”
I nod my head as he continues touching and caressing me. “Do you want to lose your virginity to just anyone, Sassy?”
His words are like a bucket of ice water thrown in my face. I pull away from him and hide my traitorous body behind a blanket that was lying on the back of the couch. “Is that what this is, Cole? A test? You need to prove that I’ll open my legs for just anyone?”
“What? No, of course not. I want you to understand what you’re getting into.”
I blow out a breath and march to my front door, yanking it open. “I know exactly what I’m getting myself into, but thanks for the lesson, Cole. You can leave now.”
“Sassy.” His voice is like a warning, but I’m not giving in.
I point outside into the darkness. “Go, Cole. Please, I just want to be left alone. Thank you for what you’ve done for my family, but you’ve done enough.”
He wants to argue. I can see on his face that he doesn’t want to go, but I’m not giving in. I’ve made my choice, and even if it’s not the right one, it’s what has to be done.
He walks toward me and stops at the door. He grabs his hat and leans down, forcing me to look at him. “This isn’t over, Sassy. And just so you know, that... what we shared.... that’s not normal... it’s not usually like that... It won’t feel like that with someone else.”
With those words, he walks out the door, calling over his shoulder, “I’ll be seeing you soon.”
Instead of standing on the porch and watching him until he drives away like I normally would, I slam the door behind him.
So many emotions are going through my head, and I let them take over until I’m in a crying heap in my bed. This... all of it... was just a game to him. I’ve dreamed of kissing him, and now I’ll never get the feeling of it actually happening out of my mind. It may have been some kind of stupid lesson for him... but to me it was everything.
Cole
I fucked up. I know I did.
I wasn’t kissing her to teach her some kind of fuckin’ lesson. I kissed her because I wanted to, because I needed to. Just the thought of her with another man has me wanting to kill someone.
I barely slept last night and rode out onto my ranch just as the sun was coming up. I know I need to think and figure out things, and the best place for me to do it is on the back of a horse. I ride until my horse Zeus and I are both breathless. I didn’t have a plan on where I was going, but it’s not completely strange that I end up out at the old swimming hole that’s on the edge of the Reid property line. I sit on Zeus and stare at the big magnolia tree, remembering the past.
It was shortly after Sassy had turned twenty last year that I found her out here in nothing but her bra and panties, swimming.
My cock flexes in my jeans just remembering the way she looked as she climbed out of the water.
I stare at the exact spot I saw her and get lost back in time. It was only last year, but it could have been yesterday it’s so vivid in my mind.
She doesn’t realize I’m watching her. My horse is grazing at the grass beneath his feet and I’m gripping the leather reins in my hand tightly.
She’s smiling, not a care in the world. She doesn’t realize that her underwear is translucent and is showing everything. Either that or she doesn’t care because she thinks she’s out here alone.
“Sassy,” I say, and my voice falters with a squeak. I clear my throat and try again. “Sassy,” I say louder.