Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
“That you can,” I murmured, loving the implication that his desire to spend time with me had been what had made him rush in and out of the locker room.
As we walked to the parking lot, he asked, “How about a movie after dinner?”
Extra alone time with Prentice? Count me in! “That sounds great. Where are you taking me?”
“Home.”
That sounded perfect to me.
8
Prentice
I made Naomi another of my favorite dishes and thoroughly enjoyed her company while I cooked.
“You grow your own herbs?” she asked when I picked a bit of cilantro from the mini salsa garden on my windowsill.
“I told you, baby. It’s all about the quality. The freshest herbs are the ones I grow myself.”
She grinned and shook her head, then her cheeks bloomed with pink, and she murmured, “You cook, you grow your own ingredients, you're sexy and sweet…I easily could become addicted to you, Prentice Wright.”
I grinned and winked at her. “I’m counting on it.”
Naomi’s cheeks turned pink, but her smile made it clear that I’d said the right thing.
We talked about everything and nothing while we ate, then she insisted on helping me do the dishes. It felt natural, like we were moving in a comfortable rhythm as if we’d always been together.
When the kitchen was cleaned up, I took her hand, and we went to the theater room, where three levels of platforms had a variety of plush leather recliners, loveseats, and couches. I led her to the middle of the first step and told her to relax on the sofa while I went to flip on the small projector at the back of the room. When I returned, I flopped down beside her, hauled her into my arms, and kicked up my footrest.
“What do you want to watch?” I asked as I picked up my phone and began to scroll through the available movies.
“Whatever you want.”
I laughed and kissed her forehead before continuing my search. “That’s not how this works, baby. You tell me what you want, and I do everything in my power to make sure you get it.”
Naomi didn’t say anything, so I glanced down and grinned when I saw her staring at me with her mouth hanging open and her eyes as round as saucers.
“Pick a movie, Naomi,” I urged, moving on from what I’d said to give her the chance to absorb my meaning.
“A comedy?”
“Are you asking me or telling me?”
She swallowed, then cleared her throat. “Um, telling you.”
“That’s my girl.” I winked, and she beamed at me, filling my heart with warmth.
I gave her two options, and she made the final choice. Once I’d started it, I commanded the smart lights to go into theater mode. Suddenly, we were cuddled on a soft surface in near darkness. Yeah, this would only end one way.
I told myself to take it slow, lectured my dick through the first ten minutes of the movie, and tried not to notice how her tits felt pillowed against my chest. I lasted another three minutes before I used a finger to lift her chin and covered her mouth with mine.
It had been barely twenty-four hours since I’d kissed her, but I felt as if it had been a year. Desperation welled up inside me, and I was bombarded with the need to be as close to Naomi as humanly possible. My tongue plunged between her lips, and when she moaned, parting them farther to give me better access, I hauled her onto my lap. Her legs straddled mine, and I palmed her ass, yanking her forward so my rock-hard dick was cradled in the apex of her thighs.
She was wearing stretchy black pants, and I’d changed into a pair of gray sweats when we got home earlier. I could feel the heat of her pussy through the two layers of thin fabric, and when she moved her hips, precome leaked from my tip.
“Don’t move like that, baby,” I groaned against her lips. “I’m trying to go slow, and if you keep wiggling like that, I’m going to lose my fucking mind.”
She glided her mouth along my jaw, over to my ear, and pressed her center down on me as she whispered, “Like this?” I grunted and dropped my head back, counting from one hundred to zero. Then she rocked forward and breathed, “Or like this?”
“You’re playing with fire, Naomi,” I growled.
“Maybe I want you to make me burn.”
Holy fucking hell.
In seconds, I had flipped our bodies so she was lying on her back while I was hovering over her. “I told you, baby, I will give you anything you want within my power. But you better be real fucking sure because once I take you, you’re mine.”
After issuing my warning, I kissed her sweet lips, tangling our tongues and swallowing her sweet moans of pleasure. My hands palmed her breasts, and I gently massaged them, lightly rubbing my thumbs over the nipples until she was writhing beneath me. In no time at all, her legs were circled around my waist, and her hips were rocking upward as she searched for relief.