Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
On the way to the school, I call my sister and tell her his time with me is coming to an end. She’s not surprised at all and says she will talk to him tonight about finishing his classes and coming back to live with her. It’s a little weight off my shoulders, but I’ve still got to get through this last bit of school with him. I know somewhere deep down inside of me, I love the kid, but he’s turning out to be a pretty shitty nephew.
When I get to the front of the school, I pull up to the curb and wait. Not many kids’ parents pick them up because this is one of the most expensive private schools in the city. They usually have chauffeurs waiting to take them home, but that’s not my style. Checking the time again, I see that he’s about to be late.
I’m pissed that he’s pushing me so soon after the talk we had this morning, but I shouldn’t be surprised. I’m just getting out of my car when I see Nadia walk through the front gates and stop dead in her tracks when she sees me.
This morning I lost control when I texted her. I shouldn’t have taken it so far, but I was consumed with making sure she was taken care of, and maybe part of me wanted to be the one to do it. Okay, maybe it was all of me that wanted to, especially the swollen cock between my legs that is getting harder by the second. My eyes start at her knee-high socks and then to the bit of skin on her thigh before it’s covered by her skirt. Her shirt is fitted tight across her big tits, and the way the collar is open looks like an invitation.
“Hey.” She smiles at me as she looks up and down the street. “Are you here for Kyle?”
“Yeah, but I’m happy to see you.” My tongue swipes over the edge of my teeth as I think about pulling her ponytail and wrapping it around my wrist while she goes down on me. Fuck, I’ve got to get a grip. This is wrong, so fucking wrong. “You got a ride?”
Thoughts go through my head about telling her I’d give her the ride of her life, but I manage to hold it in. The image of her legs spread while she straddles me, however, is burned into my brain.
“I’m not sure? My driver said he got a flat tire so he’s running late.”
“Get in, I’m taking you home.” She opens her mouth to say something, but I level her with a stare, and she smartly closes those pretty pink lips. God, what I wouldn't give to taste the ones under that skirt. I bet they're just as plump.
“I’ve been waiting,” I hear Kyle complain as he walks right past Nadia and me and gets in the front seat of the car.
It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell him to get in the back seat, but Nadia already has the door open, and she’s sliding in.
“It’s okay,” she whispers so only I hear it, and I grind my teeth as I help her buckle up and close the door.
“Where were you?” I ask Kyle when I get behind the wheel.
“Sitting in the quad; you’re late.” He looks out the window after rolling his eyes, and I have to fight the urge not to tell him to walk home.
The light up ahead turns red, and I glance in the rearview mirror at Nadia. My chest tightens when I see her digging in her bag beside her, and somehow her skirt has ridden up. She doesn’t know it’s trussed up so high, and her knees are spread. I can see the pretty little triangle of white covering her pussy, and my mouth begins to water.
“It’s green,” Kyle says annoyingly, and that’s when Nadia’s eyes meet mine in the mirror.
I put my foot on the gas, but when I glance up again, I notice her knees are still slightly spread. Rubbing my hand over my mouth, I swallow down the drool and come to another red light. It might be my imagination, but I think her knees are farther apart, and I lick my lips.
“It’s green! Gah, are you losing your sight?”
“Enough!” I bark at Kyle, and he snaps his mouth shut before going back to glaring out the window. Silently, I pull over next to the sidewalk and unlock the car. “Get out.”
“What?” He looks at me in confusion and then back to the sidewalk.
“You have a key, and you know the way. I’m tired of your disrespect, and I’m not going to let it happen with Nadia in the car. Walk.”
“Fuck this shit,” Kyle mumbles as he gets out and slams the door closed.