Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
He dried me off and then placed a towel around his waist.
We didn’t talk when we walked back into my bedroom. I shut the blinds and closed the curtains, making it appear as if it were still nighttime; even though it was almost nine in the morning. He put on his boxers and I put on a blue nightie with matching panties. He pulled back my comforter and lay down. I went right into his arms without even being told to do so.
I fell asleep instantly and I knew he did, too.
<>D<>
My eyes fluttered open and Brooke was in the exact same position as she was when we fell asleep. Her head was on my chest and her body was wrapped around me. I hugged her tighter, wanting to enjoy the feel of her in my arms and she yawned opening her eyes.
“What time is it?” she groggily asked.
I looked at my watch. “Six in the evening.”
“Shit… I don’t remember the last time I slept so long.”
I couldn’t either. I hadn’t slept for more than three or four hours since I was sixteen. I had no nightmares… nothing. Just solid; uninterrupted sleep. I kissed the top of her head, thinking about what the fortuneteller had shared with me.
“She’s the quiet to your storm.”
“You’re so warm,” she stated, taking me away from my thoughts.
“My body temperature runs higher than normal people.”
She looked up at me, smiling. “Like Jacob.”
I lowered my eyebrows. “Jacob?”
She laughed, knowing that I was getting pissed at the fact that she was mentioning another man’s name, while still in my arms.
“From Twilight. The werewolf. You kind of look like him. I was always Team Jacob.”
I laughed so hard my head fell back into the pillow. “Wow… I was not expecting that one.”
“Just saying,” she giggled.
I wanted to hear more of that sound, so I tickled her and she started screaming, laughing, and kicking; moving around frantically.
“Stop! Oh my God, stop! I have to pee! You’re going to make me pee in my bed!”
I laughed louder and harder, my stomach hurt. I let up on her and she was able to pull away from my grasp and jumped off the bed.
“You’re an asshole! You almost made me pee myself!” she yelled, stomping off to go to the bathroom.
I held my stomach and I had calmed down by the time she came back. I smacked her ass as I made my way to the bathroom. When I walked out, she was laying on the bed looking through her phone.
“I used your toothbrush.”
Her face scrunched up. “Eww…”
I grinned, sitting at the edge of her bed and grabbed her legs to pull her my way. She squealed.
“Eww? Your come was dripping down my face last night. I think we’re way past coy.”
“That’s because you made that happen. I have no control over that.”
“I loved it. And don’t pretend you didn’t.”
“I have no complaints.” She shrugged her shoulders as I used my five o’clock shadow to tickle all along her neck.
“Stay still. Stop moving.”
“Then stop torturing me!” she half-yelled, half-smiled.
I finally pulled back and that’s when I noticed that my body was on top of hers. She picked up on it immediately and her eyes glazed over. I pulled her messy bedhead away from her face and kissed the tip of her nose. Just like I had the first night we met. She arched her neck to tease my lips and entice me to kiss her.
So I did.
It started off innocently enough, but it rapidly turned into something else entirely. Our hands started to roam everywhere, not deciding where we wanted to touch each other. When her tiny, delicate hand found my cock, she moaned.
I scooted her up toward the headboard as she stroked me up and down, her hand barely closing around my shaft. I leaned back and helped her take off her nightie. My mouth instantly went to her nipples and I sucked them until they were pebbled stones.
“Don’t stop,” she murmured, pulling down my boxers with her hands and then using her feet to push them down. I kicked them off when they were at my ankles. My hand found her pussy and she was already soaking wet.
“Fuck… you’re always so wet and ready.”
She smiled into my mouth. She grabbed the edge of her panties; I helped her take them off, going right back to rubbing her clit again.
“No, I want you. I want you, Devon, please.”
My mind was running frantic; this was not how I wanted our first time to be. “Bambi… not like this.” I kissed her neck and chin.
“Oh my God, I will kill you if you don’t stick your dick inside me. I’m not kidding.”
I chuckled. “Needy, little girl.”
“Please… please… please…” she shamelessly begged, knowing that they were the magic words.
“I need a condom. I don’t have one,” I groaned, placing my forehead on hers.