Total pages in book: 10
Estimated words: 9567 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 48(@200wpm)___ 38(@250wpm)___ 32(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 9567 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 48(@200wpm)___ 38(@250wpm)___ 32(@300wpm)
“Okay,” she says, smiling and jumping back into my arms.
I take her back to bed, where I hold her for the rest of the night. As much as I’d love to take her again, I am sure she’s sore, and it’s late.
I’ll worry about the consequences tomorrow.
four
Sierra
Last night was amazing… beyond amazing. I have never felt so loved or as safe as I did in his arms. His constant attention is something that I’m so going to get used to. Now, in the harsh light of morning, I begin to regret my decision to come here. Not my decision to sleep with him, mind you, but my decision to potentially ruin his career.
So, I do what I think I should do. Get dressed, my still wet clothes, and high tail it out of there before he wakes up. What should be a walk of shame back to my dorm room is anything but. There is no one in the courtyard, and I don’t encounter anyone in the hallway. Our dorm room is set up like a pod. We have a common space, with a small kitchen. Off that room are our bedrooms with our private baths. I don’t want to shower, but I know that I need to, so I head into the bathroom. I strip down and stare at myself in the mirror. My whole body feels different like I’ve been let in on a secret. My body also looks different. There are angry red streaks going from my neck all the way down to my thighs from where his stubble has irritated my skin. My lips are swollen, and my pussy is still glistening with our combined release. My boobs even feel heavier somehow. I slide my hand down my belly to my clit. I swirl my fingers over it until I move further and dip two fingers inside. How can I still be horny? He fucked me so many times last night. I fell asleep for a little while and woke up with his mouth on pussy. I rode his face until I came, screaming his name. While I was still coming, he slid into me so slowly I thought I might die of the agony. Then he gave me exactly what I needed. Again and again. I should be exhausted, but instead, I’m energized. It’s as if I’ve been struck by lightning.
All I have to do is think about him above me, thrusting in and out of me as I pound my pussy with two tiny fingers. I never forget the look on his face. He had this look of pure love and pleasure on his face as he filled me with his seed. I moan softly as I get myself off. I’m so, so wet, I can hear the sound my pussy makes as I finger myself. I do come, but it’s not enough, I think as I bring my fingers to my mouth and suck our come off of them. Nothing will ever be enough now that I know what coming with his huge, hard cock inside of me is like. I knew when I went to him that this was possible. It’s what I wanted, but I left when he answered me so gruffly. I ran, and he caught me. Kissing him in the pouring rain was so freaking romantic. My heart swelled with love for him. I could feel his cock harden against my belly as he kissed me. He ate at my mouth like he was fucking it, and being used by him was nothing short of amazing.
I grin as I pull my fingers from my pussy again, sucking them. Fuck. I want him again; I groan as I get into the shower. The hot water feels amazing as I regrettably wash Chris’ scent and seed from me.
Was he serious about marrying me? God, I hope so.
Hanging out with Gen is… interesting. I know I hang with Tiza, but it’s not the same for some reason. She’s already treating me like we’re sisters, and I love it. We treat ourselves to manis and pedis before grabbing lunch at Outback Steakhouse.
“So, I know you’re dying to ask me questions about Chris. So fire away,” she says, siping her huge Australian beer.
“Am I that obvious,” I ask as I butter a piece of the delicious complimentary bread.
“Um… yeah, girl, you are,” she says, laughing.
“Alright. What was Chris like as a child?” I ask, taking a bite.
“Well, he was thoughtful. Hella smart. Like he was graduating from high school when he should have been starting middle school. Not to mention, he was a huge nerd. Star Trek, Star Wars, Lord of the Rings. All that stuff.” I grin because I like all that stuff too.
“I bet he was adorable,” I say. I can’t help imagining our son or daughter sitting on the couch, watching all of that with us.