Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 20595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
Now, here I am in my bed with his arms draped over me, squeezing my legs together trying to hold it because I am in my new favorite place. In his embrace. But now my body needs to relieve itself, and I have held it long enough.
Slowly, I wiggle my way out of my bed and from under his arm. He groans and rolls over, and I release the breath I was holding. Walking into the bathroom for the first time, I feel different. Not just between my legs but everywhere. I feel like a woman. I don’t know if that makes sense, but that is the only way I can describe it. I look in the mirror, and other than the marks he put on me, he called them signs of ownership, which once again made me gush, I know there is no difference, but I seem to be glowing. “Shoot,” I say when I remember my bladder is against me right now.
Once I am done relieving myself, I grab his shirt from the floor and sniff it before putting it on me. It literally hangs like a dress. I walk into my kitchen in just enough time to see Rose making the walk of shame, again. She stops when she sees me, and her mouth drops open. “Holy shit! You totally did it,” She squeals. Shushing her, I cover my mouth.
“He is still asleep. I can’t talk right now,” I tell her trying to hide my grin. “How was your night?” I change the subject back to her.
“Excellent as usual.” She says, shimmying her hips. Laughing, I shake my head.
“So, are you two like a thing now?”
“Eww. No. I mean, he is a great guy, surprisingly enough, not at all arrogant like the news makes him out to be, but he is also a manwhore, and that is not who I am going to end up with.”
“Well, do we believe everything we read in the news and see in a magazine? Maybe none of it is true.” I can see her eyes change for a moment to hope, but then she shakes it off.
“No. From every rumor is a piece of truth and it is more truth than I can handle. So, I am going to use this for what it is worth, a fling while I am on vacation. Besides, I am leaving in a few days and so is he and after that, he is going to be getting ready for the season, so this is it.” I am about to object when Nolan, sex God, comes walking into the kitchen, with no shirt of course, since I am wearing it, and the conversation I was just having doesn’t register. All I can do is drool once again over his body.
“Good morning, Rose.” He turns his gaze to me and looks me up and down. “You look so much better in that shirt than I ever did. Good morning, baby.” He pulls me into his arms and kisses me into another dimension. “Still so fucking sweet.” He whispers into my ear before smacking me on the butt. “So, what are you ladies up to, today?” He grabs a glass of orange juice and leans on the counter.
“I don’t know about Cheryl, but I hardly got any sleep last night, so I am going to fall into a coma.” Giggling, I choke on my juice, and Nolan pats my back.
“Be careful, doll. Though I am sure I could give you mouth to mouth successfully.” Oh my gosh. My cheeks flame, and I duck my head, resting it on his chest, so embarrassed. I hear Rose snickering, and I look at her, squinting my eyes in my best mean look.
“I am going to leave you two and pass out. See you when I wake up.” She bounces down the hallway to my guest room and closes the door.
“You never did tell me what you have planned for the day,” he says, lifting my chin, so I look at him. His eyes glow like molten lava, and I can now say I recognize it. He is looking at me like his treat, and my nipples immediately respond to it. I cross my legs, praying the ache relieves itself, because I will seriously jump on this counter and offer myself to him. My own thoughts shock me. One sexual experience, and suddenly, I am like a lady of the night. “Baby, I can smell your desire and believe me when I say I want to answer your pussy’s siren call, but first, tell me what you have to do today.” He kisses me slowly all over my face, robbing me of any thought, and then my mom’s ringtone blares like a fire alarm, breaking the spell.
“Uh, hi mom,” I say lamely, trying to clear the lust from my throat.