Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 87911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Sure, it hadn’t exactly lasted long, but now, he didn’t want to stop.
How crazy was that?
Another change that had been made was that his boys sat with her as well. He’d moved her from her small little table in the corner of the room, to the one he sat at with his boys. At first there had been animosity, but like he had, they’d come to see that Chloe didn’t have a mean bone in her body. Far from it, she was just … shy.
Yes, shy, for the most part.
The lamp was on, and she had a book in her hand. “Alfie, what are you doing here?” she asked.
“I wanted to come and see you. I couldn’t sleep.”
She put the book down as he approached the bed. Lifting the covers, he slid in right alongside her.
“You can’t sleep here,” she said with a giggle. “Your feet are cold.”
“Our parents are getting close.”
“I know. Mom started singing as she baked cookies. It has been so long since she did that, and I know it’s because your dad makes her happy.” She touched his cheek, then the tip of his nose. “Your nose is cold as well.”
“What are you wearing? Old lady pajamas.”
She giggled. “I get so cold.” She let out a little shiver.
He wrapped his arms around her. “I’ll warm you up.”
He kissed her lips, feeling a stirring in his cock.
“Will you still be my friend when I’m your stepsister?”
“We’re not just friends. We’re dating, and I’m not going to stop just because our parents decide to do the whole grinding thing.”
Silence met his joke.
“What’s it like?” Chloe asked.
“What?”
“Sex.”
He pulled back a little to stare into her eyes. They were so blue. “You want to know what sex is like?”
“I don’t want to actually do it yet. I’m not ready, you know, but I’m curious to know what it’s like. Forget it.”
“You look so cute with your blush. It’s the nicest shade on you.”
“Stop it.”
“I’m not joking. We’ve got a blusher here.” He whispered as if to tell everyone in a joking voice.
“Stop it. They’ll hear you.”
“Do you think they’re making out?” he asked.
She giggled. “I have no idea. Would they really do that?”
He snorted. “Of course they would.” He ran his fingers through her hair. “It…” He didn’t know how to find the right words to make it sound. “I don’t know what it’s like for a girl, but for me, I mean, I haven’t been with anyone special.”
“Alfie, you don’t have to worry about me being upset or anything. I won’t be. I promise.”
“Fine, sex is nice. Orgasms are nice. It’s sex, so yeah, it’s good.”
“You’re not really selling me on the idea of sex.”
“Because it’s not always good. You can sleep with someone and it can mean absolutely nothing. It can be empty with no meaning, nothing.”
“You’ve had a lot of meaningless sex?”
“Yeah, I have, and believe me, it’s not exactly something to enjoy, you know.” He kissed her hard, and she moaned. “You feel that?” He pushed his cock against her. “It’s what you do to me. All the time.”
“All the time?” she asked.
He took her hand, and she didn’t fight him as she touched him.
“I don’t know how sex is going to be for you, or for us. I know I want you, and I’m going to make everything perfect for your first time.”
She giggled. “You’re a little sure of yourself.”
“I know you’re a virgin, Chloe.”
She didn’t stop smiling though.
“And you’re the master at knowing everything.”
“When it comes to you, I do know everything.” He winked at her. Slowly, he moved his hand from her hair, sliding down her body until he got to her tit. He rested it there, waiting for her. “I won’t pressure you, Chloe. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do.”
“You’ll be the perfect gentleman?”
“Yes.” He took possession of her lips once again, and she moaned. He swallowed it down, not knowing if his father had Lily distracted or not. “Tell me to stop.”
“I don’t want to. Not yet. It feels good.” She ran her hand up and down his length, and he knew it felt good to him.
Stroking over her nipple, he gave the point a squeeze, before sliding down her shirt to the edge of her pajama pants. She still didn’t push him away, and he took his chance, pushing his hand inside, cupping her pussy.
She wasn’t wearing any panties, and as he slid a finger between her slit, he felt how wet she was.
He found her clit and began to tease her back and forth, wanting to watch her come, to see her let go for him.
“Does it feel good?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“I want you to come for me. You’re going to have to be quiet though. I don’t want anyone to hear.”
She pressed her lips together, and he chuckled.