Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
That kiss is still burning across my lips as I push the shifter into a higher gear. I want to get home as fast as possible. No more pussyfooting around. I don’t want to leave us any time to have second thoughts. I need to be between her thighs and buried deep inside of her tonight.
Looking over at Christy, I stare at her almost too sharp features and think about how that’s what makes her so beautiful. It really is like looking at a Viking woman. Her deep blue eyes, full pink lips and thick blonde hair pulled back tight in a ponytail.
I can imagine grabbing that ponytail as I thrust deep into her from behind.
Fuck, those kinds of thoughts are going to cause me to wreck. My cock, though, doesn’t care as it keeps running through all those fantasies I’ve been having since she moved in.
Fuck, I can’t wait to see how good she tastes when I have her legs wrapped around my head.
Shaking my head, I have to keep my damn eyes on the road and not on her. She doesn’t look as confident now as she did when we were kissing just then, but with the way she did look at me I am sure she feels it too.
It’s now that I realize that we both have been wanting this. From the way she kissed me back, it’s obvious she’s wanted this just as much as I have. Those times that I caught her checking me out, I knew I wasn’t too much of an old man to turn her sexy young head. Shit, I just turned thirty. It’s not like it’s a huge difference.
Fuck, even if it was, I wouldn’t give two fucking shits. This woman is mine now.
With that fucking thought my phone starts ringing. Glancing down at the display, I shake my head and ignore it.
“Who’s that?” Christy asks.
No use in not telling her since she can hear the phone ringing through the speakers of the car. “Chase.”
“Are you going to pick up?” she asks.
“No, fuck him. I’ve had my fill of hypocrites today,” I say, and I’m not kidding.
Fuck them for letting a girl be molested like that in his gym. And that Avery is so much younger than he is? Fuck…
The phone soon stops ringing and goes to voicemail. That’s dampened our passion a bit, I think.
I can feel her hand still gripping mine tightly over the shifter. She is holding onto my hand but it’s comfort she is needing. I think her world has been completely flipped upside down just like mine was.
Whatever’s been going on in her life up to this point is seriously fucking with her, and it’s something we are going to have to talk about no matter how much she doesn’t want to.
Shit, it’s not like I don’t have drama in my life now. I’ve just lost my fucking training gym. I thought I finally found a place I could be at until retirement… and that shit’s gone in one fucking night. Thankfully, I only have two weeks until my next fight, and I’ve got my game plan finalized.
But Christy was really blossoming there, she was learning valuable skills. Now we have to look somewhere else to train.
What the fuck do we do? It’s not like this is the only gym in the city, but it’s surely the best one. Fuck, look at all the champions that train there, and up until now I was one of them.
Fuck. My phone rings again and I look down to see it’s Chase’s personal cellphone this time and not the gym phone.
“Chase again?” Christy asks, and then she’s startled by her phone ringing.
Looking down at hers, she says, “It’s Dale.”
“Fuck it,” I growl as I hit the accept on my phone. “What is it? We leave our belongings back there? Want us to come dragging ass back like some bad school kids?”
I know I am pushing Chase’s buttons when I hear him take several deep breaths. “Shit’s not like that. Can you two come back here in about an hour or so? I think we need to have a talk.”
“About what?” Christy asks loudly. We’re on speakerphone right now and she is hearing the same shit I am.
“We need to clear the air,” Chase says, and I can notice the difference in how he talks when he figures out he’s on my car’s Bluetooth system.
“Why? You kicked us out of the gym!” she yells. I can hear her emotions about to spill over and I tighten my grip on her hand. She needs to know I’m there for her from now on. “You told me and the guys who were in your group that this was our home and you just kicked me out!”
Thank god I’m able to pull us over into a parking lot. Shit’s really fucking with Christy. Leaning over, I wrap my arms around her and I feel her let out a shudder.