Series: Stacey Espino
Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
She took another deep breath and released it. In and out.
“I can do this.”
She was not exactly known for talking to herself, but right now, she needed all the help she could get.
Climbing out of her car, she locked the door and went to the front entrance. As she lifted her hand to knock, the door opened, and there was Grayson.
Why did he have to look so damn good? The boys at college didn’t even compare to him.
Several buttons of his crisp white shirt were open, showing off his impressive chest that was hard and muscular. He didn’t have any chest hair. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows. He looked so powerful and in control.
“You took your time,” he said.
It was close to ten at night. Her mother was working the night shift, so she’d been alone.
“I was in bed.”
Grayson stepped back and gave her room to enter.
As she stepped over the threshold, she felt her heart start to race. She didn’t hesitate though, and anticipation traveled down her spine as he closed the door.
He didn’t give her a chance to move as he pressed her up against the door. Feeling his body, his proximity, his dominance—it was exactly what she craved.
“Tell me, Clara, were you thinking about me?” he asked, pressing his face against her neck.
She shook her head. “I was studying.”
He chuckled. “Lies. You said you were in bed. Tell me, are you thinking about me now?”
“Yes.”
“You know, everything is about anticipation. What have you done with a boy? Or a man?”
“What have I done?”
“Have you allowed them to suck your tits? Lick your pussy? Play with your ass?” he asked.
Her cheeks heated. “No.”
Grayson paused. His hands had been roaming her body and they had felt so good. She didn’t want him to stop.
“Nothing?”
“I haven’t even kissed anyone.”
His hands sunk into her hair, tilting her head back, then his lips were on hers. Clara felt completely and utterly possessed by him. He held all the control as he kissed her lips. She released a moan and a gasp when he pulled away.
“Then how about we make another deal?” Grayson said.
She didn’t want to talk about deals.
Think of Mom.
Thinking about her mother was the last thing she wanted to do but the only reason this was happening in the first place. It sucked. Big time sucked.
“What deal?” she asked.
The last thing she wanted to do was make another deal.
“I’ll pay off one of your mother’s debts for each night you spend with me.” Grayson pressed a kiss to her neck. It felt like a claim. “I get to do whatever I want, and you’ll still get the two hundred when I pop your cherry. That’s not going to change. But I want everything else in between, and while we’re at it, I want to throw in another hundred for your virgin ass.” He gripped the cheek of her ass, pulling her in close.
Her pussy was drenched and throbbing. The truth was, she would have given Grayson everything for free. No, this was all for her mother. She needed the cash for her.
“Deal,” she said, before he had chance to change his mind. “April can never know.”
“She will never know. I don’t think you realize this, but my daughter is a selfish woman, and while she’s got a new toy, you’re left to wait for her.”
Clara didn’t mind. It would never stop her from being friends with April.
Grayson grabbed her hand and she had no choice but to follow him upstairs. This time, they were not going to April’s room, but to his.
He kicked the door closed with his foot, and then pulled her in close.
“April’s away for the next week. I’ve seen to it. She won’t even be bothering you. Every night, you’re to come here. I want to see you here when I get home from work. I’ll leave you something to wear and I expect you to be wearing it. I’ll leave a note with instructions for what you’re to be doing. Do you understand me?” he asked.
“Yes.” She was so wet.
Clara couldn’t believe how aroused she was at the very thought of him being so commanding, so in charge. Somehow, he made her feel safe, protected. Like he could take on anything in the world.
He pulled her in close, his hands roaming all over her body. Suddenly, he gripped the edge of her old shirt and tossed it to the floor. It didn’t take him long to strip her completely naked.
At first, Clara tried to hide her body, crossing her legs, bending over slightly, and covering her breasts. She’d always been modest in addition to being insecure. It was an instinct to cover up, but then he grabbed her hands, holding them away from her body.
“Never cover yourself, not when you’re with me. I want to see everything you have to offer.”