Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
“I’m sorry,” Livvie says in a small voice. “I didn’t mean for things to get out of hand.”
“It’s not your fault, baby.” I straighten and force a smile. I pat my palm against my chest. “This one’s on me. You should be able to dance without me wanting to maul you.” How ironic it was that we were worried about Zeke when it was me that couldn’t make it through a whole song without wanting to nail her into the floor with my dick.
“I’m going to take Olivia to her dorm,” Zeke informs us. “You can head home.”
“Good idea.” I take off before Livvie can protest.
As soon as I’m out of Livvie’s sight, I start sprinting and by the time I reach the apartment, I’ve worked up a good sweat, but my hard-on still lingers. It’s damn hard to run with a woody, but somehow my body doesn’t care. I strip out of my clothes and step into the shower, hoping that the brief workout and the cold water will take care of my erection. It takes ten minutes of standing under an ice-cold spray until my body’s shivering and my toes are starting to turn blue for my cock to stand down.
I could take care of things on my own, but I don’t want to. I want to come in Livvie’s hand. I want to spend myself on her creamy tits and paint her pussy white with my seed. I don’t want to jerk it in the shower fantasizing about what it feels like to sink balls deep into her cunt. Not when she’s across the street. Not when she turns eighteen in three days.
I slap a fist against the cold tiled wall. I can wait. I can wait four more days.
CHAPTER 12
OLIVIA
“Where are your cavemen?” Erika asks as she falls back onto the bed and takes a bite from the donut she’s holding. She can out-eat me and is still tiny. I really shouldn’t like her for that reason alone. Maybe I should try dancing like she does so I can eat whatever I want and stay thin.
“Who knows?” I shrug, pretending I didn’t check their location five minutes ago. They are both at home. I can feel her stare as I pretend to review the recommended reading for my American Economic History class I have on Monday morning. I glance up from the book.
“I’m avoiding them,” I admit, shutting the book and tossing it aside. I’d read the same page five times. I won’t be getting anything done today. My mind is a mess. Guilt is weighing heavy on me. It feels like none of us can win in this situation. We’re at a standstill. My twins aren’t going to give in anytime soon, which is torture for me. I, on the other hand, am doing everything I can to tempt them, and that is torture for them. I sigh, thinking about our dilemma.
She lets out a bark of laughter. “Yeah, I’m sure they’d let you avoid them.” Her smile drops when I shrug, not smiling back.
“I told them I wanted to get a jumpstart on my class work so I was ready for my first day.” I did want to be prepared, so it wasn’t a total lie. “I feel like a brat,” I add and drop back on the bed. My head lands hard on the history book I’d tossed to the side. “Ouch,” I exclaim. It’s probably karma for purposely staying away from the twins all day yesterday.
“That’s what you get for throwing books,” Erika jokes. I smile as I tug it out from under my head. “Are you going to tell me why you think you’re a brat?”
I roll over to look at her. Despite her attempts to be quiet, I heard her come in late last night. I think she was dancing. She always shies away when I try to bring up her dancing, so when she came back to the room I pretended to be sleeping, but my mind was racing with thoughts of Levi and Zeke. They had my head spinning and I no longer knew which direction to go.
“We’ve waited so long to be together. I’m sure it’s been harder for them at times than me. I mean, you see how all the girls look at them. Even at the party. They didn’t care I was standing right there, they still tried to get their attention. My freaking name was on them.”
She nods in agreement. We both know it’s true. “But you know they aren’t going to act on that.”
I sit up, crossing my legs under me. “I do know that. It’s why I don’t get pissed about it. I’m not sure they even notice the girls doing it, to be honest.” I don’t want anyone to think I’d ever question their loyalty to me.