Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67133 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 336(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67133 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 336(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
I wanted to go downstairs and tuck Star into bed for the night, then invite Dream upstairs with me. I’d walk her to my room, and once inside, I’d shut and lock the door. Then I’d approach her nice and slow, slip my arms around her waist and up beneath her top so I could get a hold of those nice perky tits. She had to be more than a handful, but not too big. Just enough to put my dick between and fuck her pretty mouth. I could see it in my mind, and I thanked the heavens for a vivid imagination as my cock started to leak.
I knew that it was just a matter of time, and then what? I’d have to break her heart? It was enough to make me almost resent her. And soon my strokes turned angry as I knew I’d never let another woman love me like I thought my ex had. That kind of love was a dream, and not the kind of Dream who was sitting downstairs tutoring my niece.
But I’d seen the way she’d looked when she’d noticed my hard on. She wanted to be fucked. She wanted me to fuck her. She’d known it had been for her; all for her.
I closed my eyes again and imagined her on her knees, pressing her tits together around my hard cock and stroking me so good that my eyes rolled back in my head and my toes curled. “I want you so bad, Chance. I need to feel that big, hard cock inside me.” She’d turn and lean against the tile and tilt her ass up at me as an offering. “Fuck me hard, Chance. Fuck my pussy so hard.” Her moans would fill up the bathroom, echoing off the walls as I shoved my dick inside her and reached around to stroke her swollen clit. I’d bury myself deep and come hard inside of her, soaking her core with my hearty seed, and then grinding in as she came on my cock. Her pussy would quiver, milk me so good until there wasn’t a drop left and she’d pull away licking her lips.
I opened my eyes to see my cock spurting the last of its hot load all over the shower tile. It was a hot fucking daydream, but that’s all it would ever be.
I finished rinsing off and then wrapped a towel around myself, hoping that was the end of my fantasies. I’d had a taste, even if it was in my mind, and even though it had been amazing, I couldn’t let it be anything else.
I’d seen the way she’d looked at my cock, the way she’d parted her lips ever so slightly and licked them like she’d wanted to get under the table and suck me off right then and there, but she didn’t know the real me, the whole and not so whole me. I’d not let her know that about me yet, and not many, not even Star, had ever seen me without my prosthetic.
I dried myself off and took special care with my leg, though I’d designed it to get wet.
I pulled on my sweats and a pair of socks when a knock sounded at my door. I opened it to find Dream standing there with her finger on her lip.
“Sorry, I didn’t want to impose, but we’re all done. I’ve tucked Star into bed, and I’ll show myself out. I just thought I should tell you.”
“Right, yeah, it’s probably best you go.” I stepped out and breezed past her. My fucking dick was already hard again, and there was no hiding it in these pants. I wasn’t sure how noticeable my leg was either as she followed me down the stairs. My gait was strong, and the leg wasn’t noticeable from it alone, but I still wasn’t ready for her to know; not ready to see that look of pity of her face every time she looked at me.
“I’m sorry, did I impose?” She placed her had on my arm, and I stopped at the bottom of the stairs and turned around. Her eyes lingered on my crotch and then she looked up at me with a question in her eyes.
I didn’t want to let her know I was this worked up over her, but there wasn’t exactly any hiding it. “I’ll walk you out.”
I all but pushed her out the door while she was trying to apologize, but I didn’t want to hear it. I was seconds away from showing her just what I’d do with the big bulge she was so fascinated with, and it wouldn’t be the hearts and flowers bullshit she deserved. I wasn’t capable, and no one was capable of loving someone like me.
CHAPTER 8 - DREAM
I was a zombie at work again, and even though I’d told myself to stop letting Chance Owens get the best of me, he hadn’t left my mind.