Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
She hooks two fingers from each hand into the elastic band of her panties and goes to pull them down, but before I can get a glimpse, she vanishes into the bathroom.
“Goddamn it!” I curse.
Would I keep watching her while she showers? Fuck yes, I would.
I know I should probably be ashamed for admitting something like that, but I’m not. Sadie is just too goddamn gorgeous, and she’s got a hold on me like no woman ever before.
But I can’t right now. The blinds are down on her bathroom window, so I just have to stand there with my dick in my hand and imagine what’s going on in there while I continue to edge myself.
The thought of her glorious body covered in suds is nearly too much for me. I almost blow my load several times before I manage to find a tempo I can handle.
Christ, I bet she looks like a goddess in there…all wet and shiny.
Part of me just wants to storm over there right now, break down her door, strip down, and join her. A big part of me.
But that’s probably not the best option just yet. She may have brought me a lemon tart, but we just met. The last thing I need, if we’re going to be neighbors, is her calling the police on me.
They taught us back in the military to know your target before you made your move, and if I move too fast now, I could blow my chances completely.
Moments later, there’s movement from the bathroom door, and Sadie steps out looking like an absolute vision of beauty and sex. She has one towel wrapped around her head and one around her body like a dress. She walks casually toward her bed like she doesn’t have a care in the world.
“Fuck…” I mutter, jerking myself faster as I step closer to the window. She’s outrageous.
Even with the towel around her body, I can still make out her brutal, feminine curves. My subconscious is screaming at me to go over there and breed her right fucking now.
That’s what she’s built for, Jake! it keeps telling me. Put a baby inside her!
A smile twists across my lips as I continue to pump my hard-on up and down, faster and faster. She’s so fresh and clean right now, but if I got my hands on her, she’d be a sweaty mess and needing a second shower in just a few minutes.
It’s just then that Sadie drops her towel, exposing her fully naked body.
Christ, it’s even better than I’d imagined it to be.
Her tits are perfection, plump and perky, shaped like they were created by God himself. Just like I thought but better.
And there’s her flat stomach like I saw earlier, leading my eyes down to her womanly hips and a pair of thighs that are just begging to be spread apart by me.
And between them…maybe the cutest little pussy I’ve ever seen in my life.
No, definitely the cutest little pussy I’ve ever seen in my life. And there’s nothing I want more than to drag my tongue all the way up it and watch her face twist with pleasure as I put pressure on her clit–
It’s these thoughts that cause me to lose control.
These thoughts and watching as Sadie turns around to pick up her pajama bottoms and bends over to give me the best view of what it would look like to do her from behind.
My cock erupts in my hand. I try to reach for something to catch my release, but it’s too late.
A spray, much greater than what I had anticipated, fountains from my tip and splashes all over the windowpane in front of me.
“Oh, fuck!” I grunt as I brace myself against the wall. I should do something, but it’s really too late, and I’m not about to fuck up my orgasm, so I just keep my eyes locked on Sadie’s glorious pussy and ass as I climax.
I’ll worry about the cleanup later.
Normally after I’m done, I’m done and ready to just go do something else. But I look down and see I’m still hard. I could watch Sadie all night, but I can see she’s putting her bedtime clothes on and getting ready for bed. And as she goes over to the wall and thumbs the light switch, causing her room to go dark and obscuring my view of her beauty, I can think only one thing.
I’m a bad man.
8
Sadie
Even though I don’t know what an accountant does, I’m pretty sure it’s better than being a waitress. At least at Cherry’s Diner, the restaurant where I work.
Julia came up with the term “Hell Nights” to describe the nights where everything that can go wrong does. Last night was one of those nights.
The card scanner at the front went down, so we had to use the handheld one that’s super finnicky and irritates customers. There were problems in the kitchen that got the staff back there all pissy at me even though I had nothing to do with it. Someone dropped a brand-new box full of cups that went everywhere and is going to cost our owner, Scotty, whatever it costs to order a new box. It’s not like that’s a lot of money, but Scotty is a bit of a cheapskate when it comes to mistakes, so someone’s going to catch an earful.