Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
I tell her, “Baby girl, you got your pussy on display. Come on now. Don’t make me shoot nobody out here tonight.”
She snaps herself upright and reaches behind to pull her dress down and then back to the front to pull her dress up.
My curiosity gets the better of me as I ask her, “Why you got that napkin on and you don’t have someone to make sure you get home safe?”
“How do you know I didn’t have someone to get me home?” she asks.
“Because I’m here and if you did have someone, you don’t anymore. No man in his right mind should leave you out here dressed in that on your own. Let’s get you home.”
There’s a tug in my gut that home means with me, but for now, it doesn’t. I make sure she gets back to her building, and we head up to her third-floor apartment. It doesn’t take me long to fashion a quick replacement key to let her inside.
The aroma of apple pie hits me as soon as she opens the door. Havana holds it open for me to step inside. Dark hardwood floors travel throughout the space, with her living room and kitchen taking up the entire front room of the apartment. There’s a small hallway leading to a linen closet, bathroom straight ahead, and her bedroom on the right.
She tosses her shoes off and shrinks down to her 5’2 height, switching her slim hips in that tiny ass dress, telling me, “Brody’s left a few beers in the fridge if you want one, Hendrix. It’s not much in payment, but it’s my thank you for coming out in the middle of the night.”
“Why is there still beer here? Brody’s been on the road for nearly a month now.”
She ducks inside her room and comes back out wearing nothing but her panties and a matching bra. Shit, she’s a bad little girl teasing me like this. And she knows it.
“I’m only 19 and beer is not my drink of choice, Hendrix. I like sweet tea more than anything.”
I find myself laughing as she pops a bottle open, handing it to me. Now, she’s trying to get me drunk. It’s cold, crisp, and goes down smooth. My eyes drag my gaze from her feet up to those lace panties, which give me an eyeful of her soft pink pussy that has my dick waking up.
Licking my lips, I find my voice. “Sweet, indeed. I need to get out of here before I get myself into trouble with a 19-year-old.”
She shrugs, saying, “You can stay here if you want. I mean you shouldn’t drink and drive. You wouldn’t want to set a bad example for me, would you?”
“Baby girl, you have no idea what you’re asking for. If I sleep here, you should know ain’t much sleep gonna happen.”
“We don’t have to sleep. We can do whatever you want, Hendrix.”
Well, fuck.
I down my beer before closing the gap between us. My hands reach down over her, behind her, grabbing her by the ass and hoisting her into my arms in a way she has to wrap her legs around me. My erection is tight against my jeans, pushing against her crotch as I carry her from the kitchen, down the short hallway, and into her bedroom.
I lay her down on the bed, hovering over, just watching those bold blue eyes scan my face for answers. I lick my lips and move down, licking hers. She moans and I kiss her, tipping my head sideways to get better leverage. My tongue slips inside her mouth, diving in and out until I’m about ready to slide out of my jeans.
My hand dips down between her thighs and cups the center. Her eyes widen and she gasps. It makes me wonder. “How many people have touched this pussy?”
“Just you,” she pants as I rub my fingers over her center through her panties.
I blow out a long breath over my shoulder before turning to face her. A fucking virgin. Shit. This girl is so close to unleashing the beast within me. A beast that I’ve been trying my damnedest to keep at bay.
I push myself off of her and step back. “We can’t do this tonight. You ain’t ready for this cock, and I need you to be ready for what comes with giving me that sweet tea of yours.”
She huffs and pouts. “So I’m just supposed to go to sleep feeling ready to explode?”
“Take a cold shower,” I tell her with a smile. “I’m going to go home and take ten of ‘em. Being with me is forever, baby girl. That, and I don’t have the time to break that pussy in right. I got an early day tomorrow. When I take that first sip, I wanna drink you all day. Take a shower and get some rest. We’ll talk about this tomorrow when I get off work.”