Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
He’d looked right into my eyes then and stolen my heart with one touch of his lips against mine. I almost ate the poor man’s face off so green was I. It was the first time anyone had
ever kissed me and boy was I not prepared. He did everything just right, from the way he held my head in his hands, the slow way he moved in while keeping eye contact and then that first
tentative brush of lips. He’d nibbled on my bottom lip once, twice, three times, and then he’d taken my tongue into his mouth and suckled. After that my panties were pretty much useless.
“Do you ever see yourself living anywhere else but here sweet Jacqueline?” I love it when he calls me that, love the way he touches me when he says it. We were in his family’s living
room. The house was small but neat and full of little happy mementos. His mom made her own curtains of all things and crocheted little throw things for the chairs and stuff. Nothing at
all like the professionally decorated mausoleum I’d grown up in. “I don’t know I’ve never really given it much thought before.” How was I supposed to spend the rest of my life with him
if I couldn’t remember how to breathe in his presence? He had this intense way of looking into my eyes when we talked, as if all his attention was solely focused on me and me alone. When
I’m with him I don’t feel like the social misfit or the plain Jane I’d always believed myself to be.
“One day I’m going to steal you away from here.” He said it jokingly but all I could think was ‘yes please and thank you.’ “When?” Crap I hadn’t meant to say that out loud. Now he’ll
think I’m a needy little girl too green to know when a boy was just sweet-talking her. “Soon I promise.” Those words had warmed my heart. I’d never doubted for one second that he’d meant
them.
We spent the whole summer kissing on that couch or sometimes when I was feeling brave enough, while lying across his bed in his old room. The first time he lifted my shirt I almost died.
“No baby don’t tense up I’m not going to hurt you just let me look at you.” He’d studied me for the longest time and then his nostrils had flared and… “I’m sorry, I lied.” He growled
those words just before he lowered his head and took my nipple into his mouth. My womb was no longer speaking, she was screeching at the top of her lungs for me to get on with it. I
think this is what they mean by self-combusting, at least it should be. Every surface of my skin felt like it was on fire, my breathing was shot and I don’t think I remembered how to
hold a thought. He chewed on my nipple and I’m almost ashamed to say I couldn’t hold back the unladylike sounds that escaped me. My hand of its own accord came up to hold his head in
place and when he shifted his thigh between mine…well, lets just say I rode that horse for all he was worth.
“Fuck we have to stop.” What why who says? Those were my confused rambling thoughts as I fought to hold onto my sanity. I tried to get his leg back to where it had been a minute ago but
he held me off. “I can’t take you with my little sister in the other room babe. When I take you it might get loud…”
“I don’t care Jake please…” I tried again, I don’t know quite what I was begging for but I knew I needed something. This ache he’d started inside of me wasn’t going away and he needed to
put a stop to it right damn now. I’ve never felt that aggressive and almost violent before in my life, it was as though someone else had taken over my body. I ached so bad tears formed
in my eyes. “Shh, shh, come ‘ere baby it’s okay.”
“It hurts.” He looked down at me then and back at the door. “You’re killing me here you know that?” I didn’t answer, couldn’t. Just looked at him with what must’ve been the most pitiful
sight he’d ever seen because he’d sat up on the side of the bed and removed his shirt. Then he’d started on me and oh my.
My panties were stripped down my thighs and my legs spread over his shoulders. He’d looked at me down there until I turned red and then he’d done what I at first thought was the oddest
thing but then learned was the most amazing thing on earth. He licked me. Right there on my kitty, his tongue felt like nothing I’d ever felt before, rough and hard and smooth and shit I
couldn’t tell. It just felt too good to describe. I tried picking up my head to look down at him but the bones in my neck were no longer working and when he lifted me into his mouth and
sunk his tongue deep inside me I came in his mouth…hard. So much for being quiet; “Shh baby.” He lifted his hand to cover my mouth and I thought biting him sounded like the best idea, so
I did. And he thrust that tongue harder and faster and my body moved in ways I never taught it to. He pulled his tongue out and I came close to killing another human being for the first
time in my life. But then he did something wonderful with that tongue, he licked my clit, and two long hard fingers sunk into my kitty and she yowled. “Jake what’s happening?” Leave it
to me to die just when I’d found paradise because that’s what it felt like, like I was going to draw my last breath any minute now. “Just go with it baby.” Easy for him to say; he kept
up that licking and fingering and growling into my flesh. When I came again he climbed up my body and covered it with his and I tasted myself on his tongue for the first time while he
pressed his hardness between my thighs. That was the beginning of the best summer of my life. After that I was like a bee drawn to honey, every moment we were alone together I wanted
more and that’s how we’d ended up in the backseat of his car that night.