Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
“Red. Fuck.”
I like to make him dizzy for me. It’s a bonus him wanting me so bad. Not even Matthew wanted me this bad. I like the way he wants me. It’s powerful, and no woman should hold this much power over a man.
My head continues to bob up and down as my other hand massages his balls. I feel them tighten just before he comes. Swallowing, I stand up wiping off my mouth followed by the dirt from my knees.
I yelp as he picks me up, throws me on the hood of the car and reaches for my jeans.
“You’re a bad girl. Let’s hope Ian doesn’t walk out this way, or he’ll get a show.” He laughs referring to the guy who helped us with the rides today. He removes my jeans fast, faster than I could have gotten them off myself that’s for sure, and spreads my legs wide on the bonnet of his car. Looking up, I see the night sky. It’s dark with only a few stars to be seen scattered across the blackness of the heavens.
His mouth touches me and I jump in surprise, his tongue makes its way around my clit, then he slides two fingers straight in. I’m already wet and eager for him. Hearing the way he moaned my name earlier did it for me. So, this is just the icing on the cake and I know I won’t last long.
Circles then he bites. Circles then he bites. It’s a small nip, but it sends shock waves through my system. The fourth time he does it then licks from his fingers straight back up, I’m convulsing on the hood of his car. He goes to go back for more, but I close my legs, my clit too sensitive to touch, so he kisses his way up until he reaches me.
“Move in with me.”
I laugh at him, and when he doesn’t say anything, I look at him watching me. “No.”
“How many more dates until you agree to that one?”
“At least ten.”
“Okay perfect. We are at three now. Only seven more to go.”
I laugh at his honesty and the fact that he has no shame.
Moving in, that’s a big step. And it’s not one I want to rush into.
Just because our first three dates have been amazing it isn’t always an indication for the rest.
“I can see you overthinking it.” He taps my nose then pulls my jeans up my legs, helping me dress as he assists me to stand. “Just go with it.”
“Easier said than done.” I laugh at him.
He’s taken me on two more dates since our third date, and I can honestly say it only gets better and better. I’m not even sure how that’s possible and I’m waiting for something to go wrong, something to fuck up. We seem to fit so perfectly now, we aren’t pretending all we want is just sex.
Standing at the end of the aisle, I look back to see him sitting with my mother, his eyes on me as we listen to Mel and Howard getting married.
Today is our sixth date, and even if it’s my best friend’s wedding, it’s better than any. He’s met my mother before, but not with me consenting. She likes him, more so than Matthew. Echo’s charming, that’s for sure.
I turn back when they are pronounced man and wife—they kiss like lovers who finally have their happy ending. It makes me smile.
Stepping down the aisle, Echo stands and winds his hand in mine as we walk together to the reception.
“I think your mother likes me more than you.”
I turn back to my mother following us, there’s a smile so broad on her face I think it would be hard to wipe off given the circumstances.
“Maybe she can move in with you, instead of me.”
He stops, making my mother run into the back of us.
“Mom, I’m sorry,” I say.
“It was my fault, Ethel. It was my fault, I was startled by something Storm said.”
My mother nods and pats Echo’s shoulder as she walks past him. He holds me back until we’re the last left in the church, and waits for the door to shut before he speaks and let’s go of my hand. “You’re agreeing to move in?”
“Who said that?” I play with him, his eyebrows scrunch as his lips thin while shaking his head. He grabs hold of my hand again and starts to move, I hold him back, and when he turns to look back at me, I smile. “Yes. Trial basis. I don’t want to get rid of my place yet.”
“If I could bend you over and fuck you right here I would, but I might be sent to hell.” He leans in and kisses my lips, his hands covering my face taking me all. When he pulls back, I smile.