Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 135652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
“I can’t wait,” I admit eagerly and suck on his lower lip making him groan. “Thank you.”
“Let’s celebrate,” he whispers, his eyes twinkling. “I’m hungry.”
“You want to go out for food?”
His eyes narrow with mischief, “I was thinking of something sweeter, something south.” South. Oh. My mouth forms this shape, he laughs a little and throws me onto his mattress. “Lay back and relax baby.”
“Okay,” I breathe and allow him to slide my trousers off, I even help him by raising my hips a little. Brilliant.
My legs are still jelly and it’s been two hours since I climaxed all over his face. I hope my mum doesn’t notice.
She’s sat in the living room smoking a cigarette and watching some realty show on TV when we get inside. I pause it and sit on the couch with Caleb by my side.
“Oh dear,” she says noticing my need to talk. He elbows rest on her knees as she looks at us both. “Go on. Spit it out.”
Okay. “I’m moving out.”
“No,” she says with a firm shake of her head. “You can’t afford to get distracted.”
“Mum,” I hiss and squeeze Caleb’s hand. “I’m eighteen, I’ve finished college, now all that’s left is University and I promise I’m not going to mess up. It means a lot to me. You know that.”
She shakes her head, “It’s not happening.”
“Mum.” I warn, wondering why she’s being so difficult.
“Come on Dawn,” Caleb pouts, his eyes wide like a puppy’s. “Think about it, we’re not far and you’ll get privacy and one less mouth to feed.”
“I don’t think you two realise how serious this is. What with your university classes and expenses.”
“Trust me Dawn, I do know how serious this is. I’ve never been more serious in my life.” I can tell by the stern expression on his face. My breath catches at the intensity of his eyes. “I want her with me, all of the time. I promise I won’t let her fail and I’ll send you her grades every month. If they drop to the point where you’re worried, I’ll bring her back here myself.” He looks at me apologetically before turning back to my mum. “Please?”
She chews her lower lip seeming to contemplate this for a moment, “On one condition.”
“What’s that?” I enquire, my excitement rising, my heart fluttering.
“You go on the injection or the implant or something,” she demands, giving me a pointed look.
I nod eagerly, “I’ll go on the pill.” Caleb quirks a brow at me, making my face heat at the awkwardness of this conversation. “What?”
“Nothing,” his face becomes a mask of cheekiness and I suddenly know where his trail of thoughts are leading. He knows I’m ready to lose my virginity. It’s not something we’ve spoken much about but if my saying I’ll go on birth control isn’t a huge green light then I don’t know what is. If I hadn’t have been ready I would’ve said to my mum that I’m still a virgin. Or maybe not. I don’t know. It’s an awkward conversation no matter who it’s with. “I’ll take her to the doctors first thing in the morning.”
“Okay,” my mum relents and places her palms flat on her knees, rubbing them a little. “I guess it’s okay that you move in with him.”
“Yay,” Caleb and I both say together. He laughs I crinkle my nose playfully, my mum rolls her eyes.
“Well, you are a match made in heaven I’ll give you that,” she adds jokingly and stands. “Are you staying for lunch or do you have things to do?”
“I’m going to pack.”
“I’m going to help.” Caleb grins and chases me up the stairs to my room. “Okay, you take that section.” He waves to the entire room. “And I’ll take this section.” He opens the top drawer of my chest of drawers and pulls out a pair of lacy pink French knickers.
Snatching them from his hand, I hand him a suitcase and place the lace inside. “Stop being a pervert.”
“Yes ma’am,” he grins over his shoulder as I start putting everything I want to take, onto the bed. Out of the corner of my eye I see him picking up my underwear with less speed than necessary and slowly placing them in the suitcase.
I grab a tennis ball off the shelf by my bed and throw it at his head.
“Ouch,” he laughs, dropping the thong. “What was that…?” I grab another and take aim. He laughs and holds his hands up. “Okay, okay I’ll be good.” I place the tennis balls on the bed, looking perplexed and feeling perplexed when he puts them back on the shelf. “I think we’ll leave these behind. You have a good aim.”
“Yep. Be warned.”
“Oh I’m thoroughly warned. If I go against your warning will you spank me?”
“You’re such a dork,” I giggle and go back to my job. “Hey Caleb.”