Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 92930 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 465(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92930 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 465(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
My hold on her grew tighter. Once again, fear was fueling an intense need to be inside of her. At one point, her body shifted in a way that meant her opening was right over my tip. I couldn’t resist slowly pushing inside. I told myself I would stop after just one last quick feel of her. Her warm pussy enveloped my cock, and she began to ride me. We weren’t using anything for protection, but the need for her blinded my judgment. When we were physically connected, everything felt safe, like our souls and bodies were finally in alignment. Without any barrier, that feeling was tenfold.
Nothing else registered in that moment, not the time nor the consequences of our actions. When her movements slowed, and I felt her muscles contract, a loud groan escaped me as I emptied inside of her. There was no way our roommates hadn’t heard it. It was the most powerful orgasm of my life.
My heart thundered against hers, and we held each other until I had to force myself up.
“Shut your eyes, baby. Go to sleep. It’s okay. I’ll be back later.”
“We’re gonna have the talk,” she whispered groggily.
I nodded. “Yes.”
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
***
Somberly, I returned to my bedroom to get ready for work. My shower was a reluctant one because I never wanted to wash the smell of her off me. There would be no time for one later, though, given our plans for the talk tonight.
After everything we experienced, there was no way I could leave her empty-handed this morning.
Quickly folding a piece of construction paper into an origami bat, I knew I’d be late for work as I took my time pondering a message to leave her with.
What I almost wrote:
Whoever said Disney was the happiest place on Earth never knew…
What it felt like to be inside of you.
What I wished I could have written:
Tonight you’re going to feel afraid.
Please don’t forget the promise you made.
What I actually wrote:
I am batshit crazy for you. See you tonight.
The heat was blasting in Nina’s room when I went to place the bat by her bedside. It was so warm and cozy, a safe haven I never wanted to leave.
***
The blazing morning sun and the cold air outside were a rude awakening as I pounded the pavement and began the dreaded day. With my earbuds in, I played Angel by Aerosmith as I walked to the subway station. Thoughts of Nina set to songs that reminded me of her consumed every second of my commute.
Nothing that transpired after I left the apartment that morning went according to plan. My trust in the belief that everything happens for a reason would be tested in a bigger way than I could have ever imagined.
CHAPTER 19
Present
I had to stop the story. The weeks that followed that morning were some of the hardest of my life. It made me sick to think about them.
Skylar’s voice shook me out of my daydream. “Jake, are you alright?”
“No.” I stood up. “You know what? I’m really sorry to leave the story undone, but I really don’t think I can rehash anything else right now, especially in light of the current state of things.”
I walked over to the window and double checked my phone for a text from Nina. Nothing. It was getting late. I wasn’t going to be able to take much more of this.
Allison and Cedric returned from the kitchen with plates of food they’d warmed in the oven.
“Jake, we’re just gonna set up a spread on the table for anyone who’s hungry.”
“Thanks, sis. You guys eat. I don’t have an appetite.”
I returned to the leather recliner. Skylar and Mitch stayed on the couch while Allison and Cedric ate in the adjacent dining room. Mitch Jr. was sleeping in the playpen, which we’d moved into the spare bedroom.
Mitch was looking at me like he expected me to continue the story. “I just want to know what happened after you told her.”
Scrolling through the text history with Nina from earlier, I scowled. “I didn’t get to tell her.”
“Huh?”
“Long story short, I got an emergency call from Ivy’s group home that afternoon. They’d told me they thought she tried to commit suicide and asked me to rush to Boston. I ended up getting on a plane that day instead of going back to Nina. Ivy ended up being fine, but it was a total mess.”
“What did you tell Nina?”
“She wasn’t happy, but she somehow continued to trust me when I said it was an emergency related to what I needed to talk to her about. I told her I would explain everything when I returned after a couple of days. It was an absolute nightmare.”
Mitch looked horrified. “So, you had the talk as soon as you got back?”
My tired mind couldn’t take anymore. “Skylar, Nina’s told you the story, right? You want to fill him in?”