Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
I nod, seeing it as a small-town perk.
After we finish eating, he kicks off his boots, then sits on the couch. As he reaches for the remote, I speak up.
“Do you mind if I use your tub?”
“As if you need to ask. You basically live here,” he teases, flipping through the channels.
“Ha ha. Well, just making sure you don’t plan on barging in naked again.”
“I mean, I can make that happen for ya,” he tells me as I go upstairs to grab my things. I draw the water as I undress, then step in, sinking under the warmth.
With my eyes closed, I allow my imagination to wander as I envision Levi’s lips nibbling on my ear and neck. My hand slides between my thighs as my body begs for a release. When I touch my swollen bud, I moan in anticipation. My pussy clenches as I insert one finger inside. As much as I want his touch, I know I’m terrible at choosing men. The last thing I need is to get my heart broken again, which would be inevitable since we live thousands of miles apart. I can’t deny how things have changed between us since I first arrived.
I move back to my clit, which grows sensitive with each circle I make. I steady my pace, wishing his mouth and tongue were all over me as he breaks me with his huge cock. My erratic breathing fills the bathroom as I greedily race to the finish line.
“Fuck,” I murmur as I climb closer to the edge, wishing I could feel his hot breath between my thighs as he devours my pussy. Oh God. I want him to talk dirty to me in his rough growly voice and wrap my hair tightly around his fist. A long moan echoes off the wall as I lose myself. As I come, I insert two fingers to ride out the wave.
Levi gets me so fucking worked up that I greedily want another. No man has ever captured my attention so quickly. I know we have nothing in common, but they say opposites attract. There’s something sexy about the way he looks at me—as if he wants to trace every inch of my skin with his tongue and teeth. It makes me wonder if our chemistry would ever be enough for something more. He hasn’t even kissed me, and my skin burns whenever he touches me.
I move back to my clit, teasing myself for this one. With my free hand, I pinch my nipple and tug on it, enjoying the pain mixed with pleasure. I almost wish he knew what he does to me and how wild he drives me. I groan, feeling the build come alive once again. I slide deeper into the tub, spreading my legs wider as I finger fuck myself to oblivion. My breasts rise and fall as I nearly gasp out his name in satisfaction.
I lie in the water staring at the ceiling until it fades from hot to warm. A part of me wants to know what he’s like in bed—a bad boy with a dirty mouth or a delicate lover who’s passionate and sweet. If I got to choose, I’d want a perfect mixture of both. A man who will fuck me until I’m sore, who enjoys me choking on his cock, but isn’t afraid to stare into my eyes and admit how much he loves me.
I almost laugh because what are the odds that man actually exists?
However, I think with Levi’s experience, he’d be the one to teach me a thing or two. Unfortunately, I’m too stubborn to admit I’m attracted to the man who loves Christmas just as much as I hate it.
Apparently, he’s just as chickenshit as I am. His thick erection while I sleep next to him tells me he really likes me near him.
When the water turns cold, I climb out and wrap a towel around me. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and study my naked body. My shitty ex made me feel disposable, as if I’d never be good enough. Levi, on the other hand, looks at me like I’ll disappear if he blinks. Sometimes I catch him staring, and he makes me feel sexy.
If I could get over my trust issues and make a move, I would because I deserve to be happy, too. Whether that’s temporary or possibly something that could be long-term. Regardless, I’ll never know if I stay guarded. Secluding myself from everyone is all I’ve known because it’s easier.
Once I’m dry and have wrapped my hair in a towel, I open the bathroom door to find Levi. He’s standing with his back to me and a towel wrapped around his waist.
He must’ve just finished showering in the other bathroom because drops of water trace down the muscles of his back. Before I can announce myself, he drops the towel, giving me the perfect view of his ass.