Total pages in book: 191
Estimated words: 188966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 945(@200wpm)___ 756(@250wpm)___ 630(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 188966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 945(@200wpm)___ 756(@250wpm)___ 630(@300wpm)
Me: Holy fucking hell. How did I not know you were this dirty?
Neri: Because you refused to see me. But now you do. And I’m free to give you everything.
My heart collided with my ribs, making me trip into the shade and fall into the chair.
Me: When you get home from school come to my room, unsuspiciously.
Neri: Oh, I’m actually being given permission to step inside your domain now, am I?
Me: Come to me, Neri. I’m going to show you just how hard that photo made me and you’re going to put me out of my misery.
Neri: Your wish is my command. See you soon, Aslan.
With trembling hands, I deleted the thread of messages, saved the innocent-enough photo, and threw myself into work.
Chapter Thirty-Four
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Aslan
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(Moon in Bulgarian: Luna)
SHE DIDN’T KNOCK.
Why would she?
She’d never knocked in the past. She’d always marched in as if she owned me, not caring I’d be scribbling in my sudoku books or later playing with numbers in different languages. That felt normal. Familiar.
This felt taboo and deliciously new.
Launching off my bed, I stalked to her as she turned and closed the door.
She gasped as I grabbed her shoulders, spun her to face me, then slammed her against the same door she’d just closed. The only barrier between us and her parents who were laughing in the garden, sharing a twilight drink before heading inside to eat dinner.
“Don’t move,” I whispered. “They can’t see us through the Perspex windows if we stay here.”
She opened her mouth to reply, but I planted my hand over her lips. “And don’t make a fucking sound, do you hear me? Not one cry. Not one moan. You do, and I stop. Immediately.”
Her eyes flared as her nostrils widened for breath. The innocence of her school uniform added another layer of sin.
I stared into her, drinking her in, allowing my body to flash with all the heat and hardness that I’d battled today.
Slowly, her eyes darkened, and she nodded.
Dropping my hold, I collapsed on her.
My mouth slammed to hers.
She sucked in a breath as her arms looped over my neck, and her hands fisted my wind-tangled hair.
I groaned—breaking my own rule—as she pulled hard, yanking me into her, forcing me to kiss her brutally hard.
Our lips bruised.
Our teeth clacked.
Our tongues fought and hunted, licked and slipped.
I was fucking starving for her; it seemed she felt the same hunger. She attacked me as violently as I attacked her. Our kiss utterly savage and out of control.
We’d gone from hello to almost climaxing in a heartbeat. But I couldn’t slow it down. I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to stop.
Her leg hooked over my hip.
I hoisted her a little higher, wedging my cock in that perfect wet spot between her legs.
Her hips pulsed against mine.
Mine replied with a torturous rock that had lust dripping down my spine.
“More,” she whispered into my mouth. “I want to come like this.”
“How? With me dry-humping you like a dog?” I wrinkled my nose. “I can do better than that—”
“I want us to come together. I want to feel you come against me. Wait...” Pushing me away a little, she unbuttoned my denim shorts, unzipped me, and palmed my raging cock. My black boxer-briefs strained; the waistband pulling away from my skin as my painful erection did its best to escape.
Without a word, she shoved my shorts to mid-thigh. Leaving my boxers on, she dug her fingers into my hipbones then pulled me forward, slotting me right back where I’d been.
Only this time...
The only obstruction between us were two feeble pieces of cotton.
Both damp with desire.
Both steaming with need.
I felt every fucking part of her.
My world swam. “Fuck, Neri.” I kissed her hard. I licked her and worshipped her, growing utterly drunk on the musky scent of her arousal. “I wish you’d changed before coming to see me.”
Her kiss-bitten lips quirked up. “You don’t like my school uniform, Aslan?”
“You’ve made my life a living hell because how can I hug you chastely now? How am I supposed to ever forget how you look, pinned against my door, your nipples poking through your shirt, and your pussy begging for me?”
“And you say I’m the dirty one.”
I grinned. “I did tell you, you’re a bad influence.”
“I’ll have you know I’m forcing myself to obey your rules. I’m doing my best to behave.”
My hips pulsed into hers, making her eyes roll back. “How is this you behaving?”
“I didn’t shove your boxers down. If I had my way, you’d be inside me right now. And I’m not talking about your fingers.”
“Neri—”
“Enough words, Aslan.” She rocked her hips forward, stroking me with every inch of her. “Didn’t you say I had to put you out of your misery? Well...put me out of mine.”
I lost the ability to breathe as I looked down at where we were joined.