Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 86529 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 433(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86529 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 433(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
“Thanks, Mr. Serrano.”
“Mr. Serrano is my dad, the old man you know and love. Please call me Giovanni.” He grinned.
“Okay.” I smiled. “Nice meeting you, Giovanni.”
After he exited the house, Troy and I just looked at each other.
He moved his head slowly from side to side. “You naughty girl. You came over to sit on my face and got a rude awakening, didn’t ya?”
“I certainly wasn’t expecting to meet your dad, no. And I’m pretty sure he knew exactly why I came over.”
“Yeah. He probably did. But so what?”
Maybe it should have made me uncomfortable that Troy’s father knew what we were about to do in his absence, but I guess I was too horny to care. I shrugged.
“I love that you’re making a habit of lying through your teeth to be with me,” Troy said.
“This addiction is probably going to be the end of me.”
“I’d better make it worth your while.”
After I followed him into his room, he dropped his towel.
“Come here and get on your knees. I want to feel that beautiful mouth around my cock for a few minutes.”
I got down and wrapped my hand around his engorged shaft. I closed my eyes as I took him into my mouth and sucked hard.
Troy let out an unintelligible sound, and I looked up as he bent his head back, his chest rising and falling.
“Fuck, you give good head, Aspyn.”
I stopped for a moment, and his eyes sparkled as he looked down at me with a wicked grin. Licking my lips, I opened my mouth wide and began going to town. I’d never enjoyed giving blowjobs until Troy. I couldn’t say whether it was my level of attraction to him or the way he so loudly expressed his enjoyment that turned me on so much, but I absolutely loved doing this to him.
He pulled out of my mouth with a pop and said, “Let’s get you naked.”
Troy helped me strip my clothes off until I was totally bare. A shiver ran down my spine as I anticipated what was coming next. I lay back on his bed, and my knees trembled as he spread my legs apart. He lowered himself, and there was no easing into it. He immediately began lapping at my clit as I guided every movement with my hands around his head.
“I love how you use me,” he rasped.
He kept going until he’d almost made me come, but then he suddenly stopped. “I need to fuck you now. We don’t have all that much time.”
Spreading my knees wider to make room for him, I waited for the moment he entered me. It happened in one hard thrust, causing me to gasp so loudly that Patrick freaked and ran out of the room. I hadn’t even realized the poor cat was in here.
The bed shook as Troy pounded into me, his balls slapping against my ass. I loved the way it felt when we were skin to skin. Even more, I loved the way he fucked me even harder right before he was about to come.
“You close?” he panted.
I nodded, letting myself go and knowing he would know exactly when to release. Sure enough, the moment my muscles began to contract, I felt the heat of his cum spilling inside of me. He continued to move in and out until there was nothing left.
“Sorry. I was particularly revved up today. Pretty sure I left a hazmat situation inside of you.” He panted. “Goddamn, that was good.”
I chuckled. “Can I take a quick shower in your bathroom?”
“Go right ahead.” He slowly pulled out.
After I washed up, I felt so relaxed. This was just what I’d needed, even if this booty call had an embarrassing start.
The moment I emerged from the bathroom, Troy pulled me into his arms and whispered in my ear, “I’m so glad you made that appointment today. What was it, by the way?”
“I like to think it was something like…acupuncture.” I joked. “Nothing too scary, like a pap smear.”
“Well, I hope it went well.”
“It went very well.”
I looked at my phone. “Shit. I have to get going.”
He pressed his lips to mine. “Thank you for this wonderful surprise.”
On my way out of his room, my eyes landed on a sparkling gold ring on the top of his bureau.
“Is that your class ring from Meadowbrook?”
“Yeah. Did you have one?”
“No, I could never have afforded it at the time. They were like four-hundred dollars.”
“I don’t think I’ve even worn it once. I bet it would look nice around your neck.” He wrapped his arms around me and unclasped the chain I had on, which held a small, bean-shaped pendant. He looped the bulky ring onto the chain and locked the clasp. I immediately felt the weight of the gold.
“It looks way better on you than it would on me.”