Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 178(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 178(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
He picks up the remote and the TV goes quiet. “You okay?” he asks.
“Yeah.” I smile at him. “I’m always happy when it’s you and me.” He goes back to playing with my hair.
“About yesterday,” he finally says after a few seconds.
“You’re changing your mind.” I start to sit up, but he stops me.
“I didn't say that, dimples.” I smile at him calling me that. He hasn't said it since we were kids. I’m sure they are showing right now. “This could change things.”
“Why?” I want him but I don’t want things to change. I don’t want to risk losing each other, but I also want more.
“Sex does that.”
“Is that what happened with you and Shelly?” He stares at me, looking confused. I smack his hard chest. “Your ex. If we have sex and you forget my name I’ll chop your dick off.” He stares at me shocked. I kind of am too. I can’t believe I said that. He bursts into a deep, rich laughter that has me smiling from ear to ear. “It’s not that funny,” I mumble.
“Don’t get mad at me,” he starts. My stomach drops. That never leads to anything good. “Shelly isn't real. I think I said it because someone was pushing about my dating life or something. I don’t even remember saying it.” That someone had been me. I was always trying to poke him for information about his dating life.
“So no Shelly?”
“No Shelly.” He shakes his head.
“I don’t think you should see anyone if we’re going to do this.” I sit up, feeling a little more bold. I slide my legs over his, straddling him. My knees burn for a second but it fades quickly. So worth it.
His hand comes to my hips, holding me in place. I can feel his sweatpants press against my sex. It reminds me that I don’t have panties on.
“Are you thinking about seeing someone?”
I shrug. He grips on to my thighs. I feel myself grow wet. I worry it might get on him but I can’t control it. “I’m not thinking of seeing anyone right now but one day I’ll want a husband and kids. Don’t you?”
“Well, I don’t want a husband but I’d like a wife and kids at some point. With the right person, I suppose.”
I smack his chest. “You know what I mean.”
He smiles. That gorgeous, panty-melting smile that does funny things to me. His words of finding the right person resonate with me for a minute. Making me wonder what exactly he’s looking for in someone.
“You think I should wait. Save this for the man I marry?” He releases his hand on my left hip, bringing it to my mouth. His thumb traces my bottom lip.
“I told myself I’d always do what was best for you.”
“What if this is what I want?” I shift, unable to help myself. It’s getting hard to think with my bare sex pressed right up against him. I can feel his erection through his sweats. The urge to rub myself up and down him to stop the ache between my thighs is almost unbearable.
“I also told you I’d give you anything you wanted.”
“You did,” I agree. My words come out breathy as I shift myself again. I bite my bottom lip to keep from letting out a moan, but it doesn't work.
“Babe.” Both his hands grip my hips. I’m scared he’s going to say we should stop. I think I’ll come undone. The slow throb inside of me is getting more intense and I don’t think there is a chance that I can turn back now.
“Kiss me,” I say before he can say anything else. He moves, sitting up, his mouth taking mine as one of his hands tangles into my hair. He pulls my head back to deepen the kiss, his mouth dominating mine. This kiss is so different from the last one. This one is filled with promises. Ones that say he’ll take care of what I need. That he’ll stay true to his word and give me anything I want.
“Is this what you wanted?” he asks. I nod my head before taking his mouth, this time kissing him the same way he kissed me. A deep groan comes from him. He rolls us, pinning me to the bed. I lift my hips, wrapping my legs around him, needing him back against me. “Let go,” he orders. I shake my head no. I move from his mouth to kissing him down his neck.
“Tinsley. I gave you an order.” I suck in a breath, pulling my mouth from his neck as I slowly let my legs fall away. Something in his tone has changed. It is not one I’ve ever heard from him. “That’s my good girl.” His hand tilts my head so he can kiss my neck now. I jerk when he gives me a small bite. “I gave you your kiss. Now you’re going to give me what I want.” I nod my head. I have no idea what he wants, but I do know that whatever it is, he can have it.