Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
“And a plant will fix it?”
She laughed and nodded. “It works for me.”
“You’ve convinced me.”
I stood, taking her with me. She yelped and then wrapped her legs around my waist. I carried her into my room, tossing her gently back onto my bed.
“This does not feel like going to get a plant.”
“Priorities,” I said as I ran my hands up her inner thighs and pressed my mouth against her underwear.
She gasped out, “West!”
Fuck, I loved to hear that.
I tugged her panties off and buried my face between her legs. She tasted like fucking heaven. I’d had a rough couple of days. She’d been gone a lot. I needed to find salvation here with her.
Her fingers threaded through my hair, which had grown long enough to pull. I groaned against her body as she did just that.
“Fuck.”
She came on my mouth a few minutes later in a panting mess. I loved to see her this way. I still could hardly believe that someone had convinced her she couldn’t come like this. I’d never understand it since she was so utterly responsive with me.
I rolled a condom on and then pulled her down on top of me.
She laughed. “This is what you want?”
I maneuvered my cock, aligning it with her awaiting pussy. Then, she settled down inch after inch until I was seated inside of her. She braced her hands on my chest and made a soft noise. Her eyes were closed and her mouth slightly open. She looked like a fucking painting. I wanted to mark this in my memory forever.
I grasped her hips and rolled them back and forth.
“That is…” she stammered. “Oh…oh God.”
“Close again already?” I teased.
She shot me a look as she lifted her hips and dropped back down onto me. “Are you?”
I dug my fingers into her hips at the sheer perfection of her. Then, I worked her up and slammed her down over and over again. She braced herself forward as everything built and built and built.
“Fuck,” I cried out.
“Yes.”
I was so close. And then she pressed us together, chest to chest, just moving her hips up and down. The contact made me unleash. I cried out as I came inside of her. She made mewling noises as she clenched tight all around me. Then, her body went limp.
“I should come home early more often,” she murmured with a sigh as she rolled off me.
I chuckled softly. “I will not disagree.”
After tossing the condom, I changed into jeans and a T-shirt. Nora was pulling her panties back on when I turned around. I hadn’t even gotten her out of her dress. We were a little more rumpled than when we’d started.
I snagged the keys from Nora and drove her SUV south. She didn’t seem to mind anymore that I’d started driving her around. I loved my Subaru, but her CR-V was newer with fewer miles. And I felt safer behind the wheel than as her passenger. To say she was a reckless driver was an understatement. Sometimes, I wondered how she’d passed her driver’s test.
“There it is,” she said with excitement shining on her face.
Apple’s Nursery was sort of a hole-in-the-wall. She’d mentioned the place in passing, but I’d never seen it before. It was a small building tucked onto the end of a strip mall with a greenhouse on one end, but Nora looked at it as if it were El Dorado.
She grabbed my hand and all but skipped toward the entrance. “Come on.”
Her enthusiasm was infectious. I could feel my bad mood sliding off of me. Somehow, she was always able to get me out of these depressive episodes. I didn’t know how she knew exactly what I needed, but she did.
A bell dinged overhead when we entered. There were a half-dozen patrons already inside, browsing the dense selection of greenery that took up every inch of the place. It smelled fresh and earthy inside. It was…settling. I’d lived the last couple months surrounded by Nora’s plants, and this felt nice. I wasn’t sure how I’d lived my whole life without a houseful of plants. Though I probably would have killed them all, but Nora managed to effortlessly keep them all alive. Green thumb on that one.
“Well, what do I do?”
“You pick a plant,” she said with a laugh.
“But how do I know which one to get?”
She shrugged. “Talk to them.”
I blinked at her, waiting to see if she was joking. She wasn’t. “I…talk to them?”
“Yeah. How else do you find out if you’re going to be friends?”
“You’re insane.”
She laughed. “A little. Just go wander around and see if any of them speak back. I’m going to say hi to Apple.”
She scampered off toward the register, and I headed down the aisles, feeling a little bit foolish. I wasn’t sure what to say to any of the plants. Did talking to them really help?