Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 35656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 178(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 178(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
What did that make her? Did it make her a whore? Wanton? What? She didn’t get her feelings for Caleb.
She wasn’t scared of him.
Never had been.
He’d protected her from her own father, and she even knew without a shadow of a doubt that he’d taken care of her father, killed him. Yet, she didn’t care.
Over the years her father had pushed her love for him until there was nothing left. Did she love Caleb? No. The truth was, she didn’t believe in love. As a child she’d once believed in fairy tales.
From what she’d witnessed firsthand, love gave men and woman an equal right to abuse each other, all in the name of love. She did a lot of people watching, and most people ignored teenage girls who were alone.
Biting her lip, she forced herself to stare down at her book.
Chemistry wasn’t going through her head, nor were math equations, or the correct way to build a sentence.
Sex.
Dirty, hardcore sex rushed through her mind, and it made her once again look at Caleb. One sexual partner, one time, and she was … needy.
Her tits ached, and pressing her thighs together did little to relieve the slow agony she felt.
“I’ll be fine,” she said, talking to herself.
Of course, with her need for sex, she’d started to search for something, anything that would help relieve her for just a few days, if not longer. Porn helped a little. Well, it didn’t really help. It was boring, but she loved to watch the act itself. The penetration of a cock inside a pussy, and just because she was a woman didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy that.
Men loved it all the time.
She still didn’t understand their love of girl on girl though. She’d see that as competition, but then, she’d never been with a girl before. Not that she was attracted to girls, far from it. She could look at them and see how beautiful they were, but that didn’t for a second mean she wanted anything more.
“You’re really overthinking this.” She closed her book and glared straight ahead of her. Thinking about sex was really starting to bug her, and not in a good way either.
Gathering her books, she made her way up to her room and placed them on the desk before sitting on the edge of the bed. There was no way she could hide up here, but right now, she didn’t see any other option.
What if Caleb didn’t return her feelings or her needs?
He’d given her no indication that there was even anything between them.
Finally, when she couldn’t handle it anymore, she took a quick shower and changed into one of the dresses that Anne said she looked good in. She didn’t think for a second that she looked good in any dresses, but she didn’t want to hurt Anne’s feelings. Since she’d been with Caleb, she’d grown attached to the older woman, and she loved Anne’s caring nature. For so long she’d been alone, not really knowing how to be with anyone, and Anne seemed more like a mother and a parent to her than anyone else had. She didn’t want to lose that.
Leaving her room, she made her way down to the kitchen, knowing the older woman would help her feel calm and more herself again.
When she got to the kitchen, however, Caleb stood at the stove stirring a pot.
Hands clenched at her sides, Faith was about to leave just as he turned and saw her. “Hey, Anne wasn’t feeling very well. I think she has the flu, so we’re fending for ourselves for the next couple of days.”
“Does she need someone to take care of her?” Faith asked.
“Nope. Anne doesn’t like anyone fussing over her. She’s got a niece who takes care of her when she’s like this.” He covered the pot he’d been playing with and turned toward her. His shirt sleeves were rolled up, and to Faith it only seemed to enhance the thickness of his arms, and it was driving her crazy. “You weren’t in the library when I came to see you.”
“I decided to go to my room. Try and do some studying there.” It wasn’t a total lie. She’d been to her room to try to forget about her arousal. Being around Caleb didn’t help.
Any other man was easy. She’d seen some of his guards, and her body was fine, even her thoughts staying calm.
With Caleb, on the other hand, she was in total meltdown, and it was driving her crazy.
“What’s wrong?” He stepped closer to her, and she took a step back.
She couldn’t look away from him though, and as she stared at him, she was mesmerized by how dark his eyes actually were. They were so brown and intense. He didn’t stop coming toward her until her back hit the wall. Then his hands pressed either side of her head, and she found that so sexy. Trapped between his body and the wall, she didn’t see a problem with that.