Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 95453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
But then they wouldn’t understand. If anything, I’m glad for them. Glad for anyone who doesn’t have to carry this weight around. Knowing in their heart that things aren’t the way they appear.
By the time I send the email, I know what I need to do when we get home later. I need to figure out what the hell the girl who supposedly loves me doesn’t trust me enough to tell me.
I’m barely able to wait until we’re inside with the rest of the world locked away on the other side of the door before pouncing on her the way I’ve thought about doing ever since I was in the library. She wants to keep something from me? She needs to know she can’t do it for long. I have ways of making her talk. I know exactly which buttons to push.
“Oh, so that’s how it’s going to be.” She’s giggling, unaware of what I have in mind while I paw at her, holding her against me from behind before she’s had the chance to drop her backpack on the floor. When my hand cups her tit, she lets out a soft moan. “You know, I was planning on working on a paper as soon as we got home…”
“That can wait,” I whisper in her ear before letting my tongue play over the lobe until she trembles against me. It is so easy to push her buttons and get her hot until she has no memory of why she wanted to do anything but lose herself to this pleasure.
Pretty soon, she’s wiggling her ass against my dick. “Tease,” I breathe in her ear, and she shivers, moaning softly when I slide a hand inside her T-shirt, working my fingers under her bra cup to tease her nipple. “So that’s the game you wanna play? Turns out, I had the same idea in mind.”
Only it’s going to go the other way around.
“Can I at least get a snack first?” When I squeeze her tit hard enough to make her gasp, it’s all the answer she needs. She doesn’t put up a fight as I walk us both toward the bedroom, since I want her spread out for me, flat on her back. I want access to all of her.
“Take off your clothes,” I murmur, letting her go once we’re next to the bed.
“You don’t feel like doing it for me?” Sure, keep playing, play while you can. I don’t say a word, only stepping back with my arms folded until she gets the hint and pulls her T-shirt overhead. Her jeans come next once she kicks off her shoes.
At first, it’s enough just to stare at her body in the light coming in from the window at her back. She’s perfect from head to toe, a wet dream come true. Even the scar on her back only sets off the perfection in the rest of her, a small flaw that makes the rest of her shine through.
Holding my gaze, she reaches behind her to unclasp her bra, then just as slowly slides her pink bikini panties to the floor. “Now what should I do?” she asks in a seductive voice, with a smile to match.
“Lie down. Ass on the edge of the bed. Leg spread.” She’s trembling with anticipation but does as I say, parking her ass on the edge of the bed and lying back with her thighs spread wide.
That’s how much she trusts me in moments like this. Doing as I say without asking why. The thought is humbling in a way, but I don’t have time for that right now. I can’t let myself get lost in the moment.
At first, it’s enough for me to run my hands from ankle to hip, teasing her skin until goosebumps rise over it. She giggles and squirms, looking up at me with desire in her eyes. So beautiful, all mine. And it’s up to me to fulfill that desire.
Right now, it’s also up to her, even if she doesn’t know it yet.
There’s a wicked gleam in her eyes when I reach into the nightstand drawer on my side of the bed and pull out a magic wand vibrator. “Heavy duty, huh?” Her knowing laughter is edged with anticipation. “What did I do to deserve this?”
If she only knew how right she is, that she did something to deserve this. “You’ll find out,” I decide to answer as I plug it in. “Maybe I just want to make you feel good.”
“You’re too good to me.”
She won’t feel that way much longer. At first, it’s enough to start at the lowest level, letting the vibrator’s head take the place of the hands that were just touring her legs. “Oh, that’s nice,” she whispers, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. “That feels good.”