Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 50746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 254(@200wpm)___ 203(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 254(@200wpm)___ 203(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
“But, that’s what you hired me for.”
“Just be my woman for today then and forget about the job. You can go back to being the babysitter tomorrow.” He pushed my head under the water to rinse my hair before pulling me forward to kiss me.
“When you put it that way.” I felt bold enough sexy enough even to put my arms around his head and pull him towards me. When he grinned and dove into my lips again I forgot all about feeling insecure.
His hands went right to my ass and squeezed and I was beginning to think he’d grown rather fond of that particular part of my body, that and my tits. Which he proved minutes later when he left my lips and put a crick in his neck to reach my nipple and suck it in.
“Ooh!” I’ve picked up a new vocabulary between last night and today. I’m either cooing or moaning something to him in this strange new language, which he seems to understand.
He kept teasing my nipple with his tongue after I cooed, and when I grunted his hand went between my thighs and I felt his fingers pierce me. I got up on my toes and pressed my pussy hard against his hand as he fingered me deep while tugging on my tit with his teeth.
“Let’s fuck, I might want you again on the bed and who knows when they’ll be back.” He pushed me back against the wall and lifted just one of my thighs while moving in between them.
I felt his hand touch me as he guided his cock into me before pulling me down hard to stuff me full. This was a whole new angle and I felt him touching something else inside me. It felt like a tickling sensation, which was only enhanced when he slid a finger in my ass.
I couldn’t have held still if I wanted to, there was no way not to move on his cock, his big beautiful cock. I doubt I’d ever be lucky to have a cock like this ever again. I sincerely doubt that there are, two men on this earth who could make my body do and feel the things he does.
I could almost cry at the thought that after the summer we will go our separate ways. I have no doubt that after the novelty wears off he’d be back to his usual. To women like his ex-wife.
“Hey, what did I tell you?” His voice was gruff and annoyed until he saw my eyes. The eyes that I could not hide from him. “What is it what’s wrong?” The way he held my head in his hand and looked at me like he cared only made me cry harder.
He swore under his breath and reached over to turn off the shower before lifting me out. He wrapped me up in a towel but remained naked himself as he bypassed my bed and headed down the hallway to his.
The sheets had been changed and the room tidied up and I gave a fleeting thought to the babysitter returning to find me in his bed. But he didn’t seem to mind so I didn’t either.
He sat on the bed with me on his lap and his hard dick poking me in my back. “Tell me why you were crying.” I’d die first I thought. No way can I share that with him. Not unless I wanted to be laughed off this island.
“It’s nothing…”
“Brielle, don’t lie to me, don’t ever lie to me about anything, especially not about yourself. Now it’s obvious that something’s bothering you. Are you sore?” I shook my head no.
“Are you hurting?” Again I shook my head no. “Have I done or said something you don’t like? Answer me; don’t shake your head at me again.” My head jerked up at his tone and I opened my mouth and spilled it all.
“I was just feeling a little sad, nothing for you to worry about.”
“So, we just arrived here and already you’re bemoaning the fact that it will end in a few months?” I nodded my head, “yes’ I remembered just in time.
“Why does it bother you?” I pressed back onto his cock that was obviously hard but he didn’t seem to be in any hurry to get some.
“I don’t know, because I’ll miss you I guess. I know it’s silly, that we’ve only just met…”
“I don’t think it’s silly at all. I don’t think that time has anything to do with it either. You feel what you feel and so do I. This is why talking is good. How am I to know what you’re thinking, feeling, if you don’t share it with me?”
He made it sound so easy. Like I should just open my mouth and say hey, I’d like to spend the rest of my life with you, in your bed, or any other way you’d have me.