Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 87766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“Just soaking in the fact that you’re actually in my room,” she looks down, and I can’t read her face.
I turn away to hide my own smile, walking towards the bookshelf at the far end, skimming the bindings, until I move on to a pile of boxes in the corner.
“Do you mind?” I ask before opening one, and she shakes her head no.
“Oh!” I smile, opening the cardboard, because I hit the lotto. “Looks like these are movies…” I pause, my jaw dropping. “This is the book I gave you. You still have it?” I’m taken aback.
“Of course!” She walks over. “It’s my most favorite thing and goes everywhere with me.” I can’t help how happy this makes me, and we get caught up, gazing at one another.
“Um. If you want to pick one we can watch something?” She nods towards the box of movies, and I smile slowly before diving back in. Suddenly, I spot - that can’t be? I reach in and pull out a large, unopened, purple vibrator.
“Wow, Luci,” I exclaim, holding it up.
“Oh my God!” She immediately grabs it from me, her face beat red, and I’m smiling ear-to-ear, uncomfortable from my now raging hard on.
“I swear I have never used it!” She starts to explain, and I laugh, because it’s obvious, as it’s still in its original packaging, unopened. “It’s fine,” I smile. “It’s really hot actually.”
“It was a gag gift and-”
“It’s no big deal,” I stare at it, trying to push the image of her using it out of my mind. “Even if you did use it.”
“I didn’t,” she throws it on her bed, like she doesn’t even want to touch it. “I forgot it was even in there. I swear I’m going to drive to a dump and get rid of it as soon as you leave.”
I laugh, picking it up and opening it, just to mess with her.
“Josh!” She yells, trying to stop me. “What are you doing?”
“I just want to see it,” I laugh. “I never saw one in person before, and since you’re getting rid of it anyway...”
“Okay, I’m going to put on a movie now,” she rolls her eyes.
“Okay,” I smile.
“What do you want to watch?”
“You pick,” I tell her, because I really don’t care. Anything. She can put on anything on right now and I’d be as happy as can be.
“Um,” she thinks, her finger pressing against her lips - her soft, tender lips. “Did you ever see the Harry Potter movies?”
“What?” I’m drifting off as the wrong head on my body takes over.
“The Harry Potter movies?” She questions, raising her eyebrows. “Did you ever end up seeing any of them?”
“No,” I swallow, trying to get the thought of her using a vibrator out of my head. At this point, she can put on anything on. It’s no use for me. I’m a lost cause.
She rolls her eyes again as she pushes me down onto her bed. I fall easily, and the vibrator rolls towards her pillow. I watch as she shuts the door and pops a DVD into the player, before sitting down next to me. Her leg brushes against mine, and I can feel my dick, fully erect, pressing between my leg and pants uncomfortably.
I lean back, trying to get a little more comfortable, as the opening credits begin.
I watch her out of the corner of my eye, also leaning back on the bed, her elbows holding her up, and when she looks at me, I quickly turn away.
“Okay, that’s so juvenile,” she laughs.
“What?” I fake innocence.
“Stop looking at me and watch the movie.”
“I can’t,” I mumble, adjusting my dick. I know if I turn around I’ll see the vibrator, and I can’t stop picturing her with her legs wide open.
“Are you okay down there?” She smiles.
“Yeah,” I sigh, trying to think of something else.
“You don’t look okay,” she laughs again.
“Why are you looking?” I smile back.
“It’s a little hard not to notice,” she jokes, her beaming face only making my situation worse.
“I’m sorry, I can’t help it!” I push on it, trying to make it go down. “I’m on your bed, with you next to me, and then the whole vibrator thing. I can’t stop picturing it.”
“Well,” she pauses, and I’m hanging on the edge of my seat. Well what? Well, that sucks for you? Well, I love you? Well, lets get naked? Well, that’s too bad? Well, maybe you should go now?
“Well… You’ve helped me in the past, so I guess it’s only fair,” she swallows hard, licking her lips.
I may have died and gone to heaven. I turn and face her - speechless, once again, trying to determine if this is some sort of sick dream of mine, and if so, please don’t let me wake up.
“What do you want?” Her voice is low, sexy, and everything I’ve ever wanted to hear.