Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90346 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90346 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
“So tell me again who’s in control around here? Because I’m pretty sure I just about made you come.”
My skin pricks at the words that come out of his mouth. “Screw you, Travis.”
“Sorry, princess. I don’t fuck virgins.” He clamps his teeth over my earlobe and nips it. “But if you ever want a lesson in sucking dick, I’d be glad to teach you. I’d even waive the tutoring fee.”
My body tenses at his condescending tone. My mind finally clears and I snap out of his spell. I turn my body just enough to dig my elbow hard into his ribs. He stumbles back with a curse, giving me the opportunity to walk away and out of the kitchen.
I’m pissed at the way he’s always pushing my boundaries and trying to get a reaction out of me, but I’m even more pissed at myself for falling into his stupid trap. My traitorous body took the bait and now I’m the one who got burned.
CHAPTER SEVEN
TRAVIS
Viola Fisher may look like your typical book nerd, but it’s all a deception. She’s smart as much as she is feisty, and hell if that isn’t hot as sin. My thoughts are plagued by her, and if I don’t get everything about her out of my mind, I’ll go fucking crazy. Drew would murder me in my sleep if he knew the ideas I was having about his sister. That’s if Viola doesn’t do it first.
After our encounter in the kitchen, I walk around the house naked, just to rile her up even more. When I catch her staring at me, she blushes and turns her head like she wasn’t just admiring what she saw.
“Appreciate it, princess. All of it,” I taunt as I strut to my room to grab my phone, knowing damn well she’s looking at my ass.
When I walk back into the living room giving absolutely no fucks, she groans and starts shoving books into her bag. I’m wondering when she’ll raise the white flag and return my clothes, but when she leaves to go nerd it up somewhere with her whole library packed, I realize she’s not going to cave anytime soon.
Though I could walk around naked, showing her every inch of my body all day, it was getting a little annoying. But I’d never let her know that. It’s too much fun to make her uneasy, which most of the time she brings on herself. I have nothing to hide, and I’m not fucking ashamed of what I’ve worked for.
I can’t stop thinking about the rush that swarmed through my body as I pressed against her, knowing damn well she felt it too. The electricity isn’t something that can be ignored. Her body responded to my touch and as much as she’ll deny it until the day she dies, she wanted what I had to offer. The moan that released from her pouty lips was almost too much for me to handle. Maybe I shouldn’t have done that, but goddammit, she pushed me too far. She asked for all of me or she never would’ve stolen every piece of clothing I own. She made sure to be extra cunty and took my sheets and pillowcases too, like bare mattress sex would scare me. For the record, I regret absolutely nothing. I’d press my naked body against her again and again. It’s a memory that I’ll file away for later use.
After I rummage through Drew’s closet and find something that’s somewhat my style and size, I search through Viola’s clothes and take everything but the scandalous pieces. If she wants to go anywhere, she’ll look like she works at a strip club. Although she won’t appreciate it, I know I will.
I throw on a pair of Drew’s jeans and a polo, because I refuse to spend my Friday night fighting with her. I need to wash Viola from my thoughts as quick as possible, but each time I close my eyes, I think about that tight little ass, flat stomach, and perky pink nipples. For fuck’s sake.
I text Drew, knowing he’ll erase the dirty thoughts I’m having about his little sister who would willingly gouge out my eyes if I gave her the chance. Dude. How’s it going so far?
The text bubble almost immediately pops up and I wait. Everything’s great. Didn’t realize how much I missed Mia.
Mia and Drew have been dating since last summer. She struck up a conversation while we were playing sand volleyball. He spoke to her first, which is good, because I would’ve made my move based on the way she was eyeing me. They’ve been together ever since and I’m happy for him, because she’s pretty, with a tight little body, and knows how to have a good time. She’s not afraid to say exactly what she wants, or so Drew tells me.