Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 72154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
The second time I did it, I was fully aware that it was his nipple.
Oh, and it was hard.
Oh my God.
I felt my pussy pulse again, and I closed my eyes.
“I’m an equal opportunity reader,” I admitted. “Though I didn’t really get into the first Fifty Shades book as much as I was into the last one. That one had better BDSM in it. Which is where I tend to gravitate to at times. While other times I really want a story that I can sink my teeth into. Which is where Harry Potter or Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief come in. My all-time favorite series, though, is one by Jim Butcher. The Codex of Alera.”
“What’s that about?” he asked, sounding calm and collected.
I shifted again, and when I did, I felt a distinctive male hardness—his cock—against my leg.
I didn’t act like I noticed, and he didn’t stiffen, so we just stayed like we were while I told him everything that I could think of about my favorite series.
In the end, I was fairly convinced that he needed to read it.
“I have them in audio and in book form,” I said, shifting slightly so that I could regain feeling in my right leg.
My pussy was still feeling really good, but the downfall was that now my feet were going numb.
I wasn’t sure whether to move or to stay exactly where I was.
In the end, Peter Parker Penn made the decision for me.
He pulled my leg up, and then did this flip thing with my entire body so that he was cradling me like I’d done to Abrielle only a few hours before.
Only, this time there was a distinctive difference between a child and an adult.
He had his hand on my ass, and there was not a single innocent thing about it.
Though, neither one of us so much as commented on the fact.
Instead, we just stayed there while I regaled him with tales of my favorite book.
Then, with my head resting on his chest, listening to the beat of his heart, I pulled out my phone and started up the audiobook.
We were in the same position over an hour later when I knew he was caught.
“This doesn’t seem like it follows the life of such a young kid,” he said.
“It’s the magic, I think,” I admitted. “Though, I have to admit, when I reread this series, I start over at book two. As much as I love the first book, there’s not nearly as much action in it as the following ones.”
He grunted, and then we stayed in silence for another hour.
At some point during that time his erection had gone away, but my desire was only fanned.
I tried to ignore it, but he had his hand on my ass, only inches away from my pussy.
I could feel his fingertips brushing the inside seam of my jeans every once in a while, and I knew that he wasn’t doing it accidentally.
A man like Peter Parker Penn didn’t do a thing like that by accident.
“It’s his mother, isn’t it?” he asked.
I grinned. “Keep listening.”
My eyes closed, and my fantasies started to get hot and heavy.
This chair was big. Big enough that I could fit on it, knees either sides of his hips, and ride him.
Oh God, could I ride him.
Or, if I wanted, I could flip around and sit on him reverse cowgirl style.
I licked my lips and swallowed a moan.
I was literally seconds away from coming, and all because of my imagination, and him barely brushing the seam of my vagina.
Jesus Christ.
I bit my lip and picked up the phone that was sitting on the arm of the chair, then pressed pause on the Audible App. “I have to use the potty.”
Then I sat up, thinking that I was going to move up and out of his lap, only I didn’t so much as get both of my feet to the ground before he wrapped both of his arms around my body and pulled me to sitting directly on his lap.
I heard my phone hit the floor, and would’ve asked what the fuck, but then I felt his lips brush my neck.
“If you don’t want this…” He squeezed me tighter. “Then you need to tell me now before this goes any farther.”
Like I would ever tell him no.
Chapter 16
Why is a flying cockroach something that God deemed necessary to be on this Earth?
-Asking for a friend
Parker
I was giving her an out.
I was also hoping that she would take it.
I didn’t want her to, my dick especially didn’t want her to, but I was bad. Bad news. Bad attitude. Bad for her. Bad at relationships. Bad, bad, bad.
But I wanted her with a ferociousness that bordered on worrisome.
For her and for me.
I wasn’t sure what to do with the emotions I was feeling toward her.