Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 87817 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87817 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
The feel of her pussy holding my cock so deeply was like magic. When I finally stopped, I dropped over her, my arms catching my weight.
Waylynn’s hand brushed my face as she gently ran her thumb over my cheek. “I’ve never felt anything like that before in my life.”
Leaning into her hand, I replied, “Neither have I. I’m falling in love with you, Waylynn Parker, and there is no turning back. You’re mine. Forever.”
Her eyes filled with tears as she bit on that damn lip again before whispering her reply.
“I’ve already fallen.”
Chapter Twenty
Waylynn
“There’s nothing to be nervous about.”
I looked at Jonathon as we walked up the sidewalk to his parents’ house. It was a large ranch house, not as big as my parents’, but still big. It was covered with Christmas lights and decorations. Even the front walkway had decorations lining it. The windows had the snow sprayed into the corners. I smiled. I’d begged my mother for years to do that, and she refused. Said it was too hard to wash off.
“I’ve always wanted the snow in the corners of the window.”
Jonathon laughed. “I bet you got the real thing in New York.”
“Yes! And then some.”
Before we hit the first step, the front door flew open and the cutest little girl came running out. Her blonde hair was full of curls, and she had the most beautiful blue eyes.
“Blonde,” I said, surprised. I looked at his tussled brown locks. All he did was run his fingers through his hair this morning and it was simply perfect.
“The blonde hair is from Rip,” Jonathon explained. A pull in my lower stomach had me wanting him…again. After this morning, I was positive I could never have another man make love to me like Jonathon did. It was beyond beautiful. It was a…dream.
“There is my beautiful girl!” Jonathon gushed, picking up the young girl and giving her a hug. She laughed in delight.
“I’ve missed you so much, Jon! Where have you been?”
I watched the interchange and wondered how many times Jonathon would come over to his folks’ place and visit. Did they do weekly dinners like my parents did? I would think with four younger siblings, it’d almost be a requirement.
“I just saw you a couple days ago, squirt!”
“That’s not the same. You used to come over more!”
My lips pressed together. I hoped I wasn’t the reason he hadn’t been coming over as often.
“Well, remember last time, I told you there was another girl in my life.”
She nodded and turned her attention on me. Her eyes grew big. “You’re the new girl in my brother’s life, huh? You are very pretty.”
Feeling the heat on my cheeks, I pressed my hand to my chest. “Why, aren’t you the sweetest for saying something so nice.”
“It’s the truth. I don’t ever lie. If I do my momma will have no problem swatting my bottom.”
Trying not to laugh, I nodded. “I don’t blame you. Neither would I.”
“Hope, this is Waylynn Parker.”
The young girl gasped. “Cord’s sister?” I nodded. “No wonder you’re so pretty. He’s so handsome. I’m going to marry him someday.”
“Oh, does Cord know?”
Hope nodded. “Yep. He laughs when I tell him, though. He doesn’t believe me.”
My eyes snapped over to Jonathon. He winked. “Come on, there are plenty more where this one came from.”
Hope reached for my hand and pulled me in. “Come on, Waylynn, momma is so excited to see you. She said she was gonna pee her pants.”
This time I did laugh.
“Don’t pull her arm out of the socket, Hope!”
After walking through the front door, I felt like I had stepped into a winter wonderland. The large foyer held a small tree on a round table. Around the base sat fake snow and little trinkets.
“Oh, my gawd! She’s here!”
Another girl, this one much older and gorgeous to boot, came rushing over to me.
“Waylynn! It’s so amazing to meet you!”
Hope refused to let go of my hand as the older girl crushed her body against mine in a bear hug. When she pulled back, she looked me up and down and shook her head.
“You Parkers. I swear to God, your parents know how to breed ’em.”
I laughed. “You must be Hollie.”
She smiled big. “I am!”
“You’re a senior this year?” I asked as Hope continued to pull me farther into the house. We were now in a living room that had a giant tree in the corner. I glanced around the room, taking in all the decorations. The tree had to be ten feet tall. The fireplace was done up in lighted garlands, with seven stockings held up by snowmen. It was adorable. They even had a train running around the circumference of the tree.
“Sure am. Heading to Texas Tech next fall.”
Glancing at Hollie, I grinned. “How exciting. Do you know what your major is?”
“Nursing.”
“That’s wonderful!”