Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 39602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 158(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 158(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
“Save it, you ever do some shit like that with anyone else it’ll be your ass.”
She squinted at me like I was speaking gibberish.
“I don’t understand, why would I do that with someone else?” She looked honestly baffled which was a good thing.
“So you only plan to fuck with me huh.” Do all teenage girls learn to do that eye rolling shit in school?
“Why?” I just dropped the question, didn’t expound because I didn’t need to, she knew what I was asking. Now she lost some of that sassiness as she tugged at the sheet to cover herself again. I hated that she was back to feeling insecure, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to be the only one with my nuts out.
I’m going out on a limb here, showing her my true feelings. At least that’s what I’m about to do. And though I’m not one of those if you don’t love me I don’t love you types, I want her to open up and tell me what the hell she’s feeling.
“Lara, I asked you a question you need me to repeat it?” She chewed her lip and sat up where I’d put her in the first place. I didn’t rush her but gave her time. This shit was as important to her future as it was mine.
If she was too scared to be upfront with me now, that would set a bad precedent. Though I didn’t much like being the brunt of her shit, this was about more than that. So I gave her time to get her shit together.
When her throat started working and she picked at the sheet over her lap I relaxed. My girl has lots of tells, little things she does that I’ve learned over time, that pretty much tell me what she’s up to.
“I…” She closed her eyes and I knew she was scared, so I reached over and took her hand. “Tell me!” I lifted her hand to my lips but kept my eyes straight ahead. My version of giving her some privacy so she could say what she needed to.
I felt her eyes on me but kept my head straight and even closed my eyes. This is the little vixen who not that long ago was laughing about teasing my dick into hardness. The Lolita with the hot crotch. Damn girl is none of those things.
“I like you that’s why.” The words were soft, barely above a whisper and laced with uncertainty and shyness.
“You like me? What is this middle school?” I shook her hand to get her to go on.
“Dante!” That damn whine of hers made my dick jump. Apparently she knows that shit has an affect on me. Now she was the one tugging on my hand like just saying my name was all the answer I needed.
“If you can’t be honest with me about this, then we might as well forget the whole thing.” My ass! But she doesn’t know that there’s no way in hell that’s gonna happen. The Dante she knows would do that shit in a heartbeat.
She damn near dragged my arm out of the socket. “Okay I’ll tell you.” Out came the pout and my dick started looking around beneath the sheet. I covered his ass with my free hand discreetly. I know her, she gets one look at him getting ready for her and she’d finish me off.
Not this time, and not before I get what I want out of her. “I don’t know what happened, but out of nowhere….I started having these feelings…” She mumbled the last and stared down at her lap looking miserable.
“What feelings? Like you wanted to fuck? Was that it? Or did you want to test your womanly skills on me because you thought you were safe?” I made my voice as gruff as I could with a hard dick and her scent distracting me.
“No, it wasn’t like that.” She fought to get the words out but in the end I got it all out of her. It just took some leading questions and patience that I did not have. I think I’d trained my own ass the last few days when I was supposed to be training hers.
I realized as I sat next to her that I couldn’t be near her for too long without taking her. And at the same time I was realizing this, she was telling me how something had changed for her when it came to me.
How my scent and even the brush of my hand against hers, something as innocent as my smile, had made her body react in ways it never had before. It’s like I was living the shit she was saying in that very moment. So I got it.
Although I’d come to pretty much the same conclusion or something close, it was still good to have it confirmed. By the time she was through telling me how this Bethany person had come up with the idea of how to get my attention I was thinking that women are a trip. The shit they get up to, damn.