Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
“Well, you’d better find another name for it,” she announces, pulling a face that causes those little lips to purse. What would they feel like around my dick again? Oh god. But Evie isn’t distracted from our conversation. “Because you’re never calling me a female dog … ever,” she finishes.
I laugh again and pull out slowly, making the girl moan and wince a bit as my big dick departs those sensuous depths. Fuck but it looks good. I watch as inch after inch of dripping cock exits from that sweet, steaming snatch. And what do you know, but ‘dog’ is happening right now – those puffy vaginal lips are clinging to my dick as if begging it not to go.
But I want to taste the girl’s tits again, so I flip her over and bend forward to nuzzle my face between her huge boobs, the orbs bouncing off my cheeks.
“Okay,” I concede, my voice muffled as if from far away, “I’ll change it; I won’t call it ‘dog’ anymore, I promise … for you.”
And I’m happy to, actually. Despite the fact that we’d literally just fucked on an air mattress inside of a dark classroom, I find that I want to please Evie, to make her happy. Her happiness is important to me.
Suddenly ashamed, I look up at the brunette. “Evie, this was amazing. I’ll never forget it.”
She smiles wryly at me. “Which part?” she asks with a roll of her eyes. “The grape? The kumquat? Or where you just compared me to a dog?”
But I’m serious this time.
“No,” I shake my head, taking her chin between my hands. “I want you to feel like a princess. I want you to know that this was really special.” I took a deep breath then. “Come over,” I murmur persuasively, my voice a low growl. “Come to my place tomorrow night, and I’ll make it up to you. None of this air mattress shit,” I gesture to our makeshift bed.
Evie is silent for a moment, gazing at me speculatively before her face goes soft.
“But Stone, we’re supposed to be studying,” she mentions with a small laugh. “And we haven’t even cracked a book yet.”
I shake my head determinedly.
“We’ll study afterward, I swear. You’ve never had as good of a tutor as I’ll be. It’ll be amazing; just come to my place,” I press. Suddenly, I realize how desperate I am, how much I want to see Evie alone again – this time on a normal date instead of an illicit rendezvous.
But the brunette is nobody’s fool. She shakes her head resolutely.
“Mr. Phillips, you’ll lose your job if they catch you with a student,” she says firmly. “I mean, this is definitely grounds for getting fired. Haven’t you heard of Mary Kay Letourneau?”
I snort immediately. This is nothing like the sordid story of Letourneau; I’m not a pedophile. Or am I?
“You’re eighteen, aren’t you?” I demand suddenly, my breath catching in my throat. Oh shit. What if she isn’t? I have no idea what I would do then, what would happen next. I’m already addicted to her body and that sweet pussy. I don’t have the self-control to walk away.
Evie smiles sweetly, sensing my alarm. “What if I’m not?” she teases. “What if I said, ‘No, Mr. Phillips, I’ll be eighteen next year’?”
I groan as dread rolls in waves through my stomach. Fuck. Waiting a year for this beauty would kill me. My dick would literally shrivel up and die in my pants; I would become a walking zombie.
“Baby girl, there’s nothing that’s going to keep me away from you … except that,” I pronounce roughly, taking her by the shoulders and looking deeply into her eyes to show how serious I am. “You’ve got to be legal. Tell me you are.”
Sensing the depths of my alarm and how this has really gotten under my skin, she takes pity on me and laughs throatily.
“Stone, I’m already eighteen,” she murmurs, shooting me a knowing smile. “I turned eighteen last month.”
At her announcement, I collapse onto the mattress again, an arm shielding my eyes as my body goes limp. The relief is palpable; my tense muscles finally relax.
“You’re going to kill me, you know that?” I groan. “I’m going to be a dead man because of you.”
“Oh, poor baby,” the brunette pouts. “And just when I was going to go over to your place for dinner. Because the invitation is for dinner, isn’t it, Stone?”
I sit up suddenly then, grabbing her onto my lap for a sweet kiss before staring deeply into her eyes.
“You bet it is,” I murmur, my arms tightening possessively. “Girlie, you’ve got yourself a dinner date.”
Evie giggles in my lap, her boobs bouncing as that round ass jounces against my hard thighs. I can’t wait to take her again and show this amazing woman a special time.