Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
When I do, I see that she’s not wrong. A lot of people are watching us. Some openly, while others try to hide it. I don’t understand why. I see some other couples full-on making out. One right on the dance floor. “They aren’t used to me throwing myself at a man and kissing him.”
“Why not?” My whole body tenses when I ask the question.
“Come on now.” She playfully rolls her eyes at me. “Like you don’t know.”
“Tell me,” I order, wanting her to say it. June motions with one finger for me to come closer. I lean down. She brings her mouth to my ear.
“You’re the only one I’ve ever kissed.”
I can’t stop myself at that. I kiss her again.
5
JUNE
Slowly, I open my eyes. I do not remember my bed ever being this hard before. A bare chest greets my eyes. A hand rubs up and down my back, causing goose bumps to form on my skin. I feel at peace. Bits from the end of last night come back to me.
I’d demanded that Luka and I continue the night, but once my dad got there to pick my mom up, he wasn't letting me go home with him. So I dragged Luka home with me. Then, after everyone went to bed, I snuck into the guest room and cuddle-attacked him.
“If you want, I will roll over and close my eyes so that you can flee the house.”
“Not going anywhere.” His hold on me tightens. I’m freaking wrapped around him like a koala bear. A knock sounds at the door.
“Come in,” Luka responds.
“Wait!” I try to pull the blanket over me. I’m not naked or anything, but still. The door opens to reveal my mom. She’s got a tray with her.
“Morning,” Mom chirps as she comes into the room. You'd never know, given how put-together she is, that she'd been out taking shots with us last night. Before pulling the curtains back, she sets the tray down on the table next to the chair by the bay window. “We’ve got a wedding today.” She beams. “Maybe we’ll have another one soon.”
“Mom!” I hiss. “You’re supposed to be hitting him with a newspaper, making him run from the house. Not encouraging him.”
“Why would I do such a thing? I want grandbabies.”
“Oh my God.” I groan, but thankfully I find the blanket to pull over my head and hide. Luka silently laughs, his whole body shaking. At least someone finds this funny.
“Your dad tended to the horses, so don’t worry about it.”
“Thanks,” I mumble from under the blanket.
“Hair and nails,” she reminds me before I hear the bedroom door click closed. Luka flips the blanket back. He rolls, pinning me under him. My legs wrap around him like it’s the most natural thing in the world as he kisses me.
His cock presses against my sex, making me gasp. “Are you sober now?” I nod my head wondering what he might do.
“Good, because I’m going to do what I’ve been thinking about since I laid my eyes on you.” I don’t get a chance to ask anything else. Luka slips down my body. His fingers grab the top of my shorts, and he pulls them along with my panties down my legs before tossing them away.
“Luka?” I whisper.
“Been dying to taste you,” he says before his mouth descends onto me.
His tongue slips between the folds of my sex. He groans at my taste as he eagerly seeks more. He licks and sucks at me like a starved man. It is all so intense and fast. The orgasm hits me hard as he hungrily eats at me.
I try to be quiet, but I’m not sure if I manage to. At this moment, I don’t care. I let the pleasure wash over me, soaking it all in. My body jerks and shakes at the overwhelming sensations. Never in a million years did I believe it could feel like this.
“Luka.” My whole body jerks when he takes a long lick of me. I peek down at him through my lashes to see that I’ve got a handful of his hair in my hand. I let go. I don’t even recall grabbing him.
“You taste incredible.” He moves back up my body.
“I can’t believe we did that.” That shyness I’m not used to tries to take over.
“We’re going to do more than that.” He brushes his mouth against mine. “But I need you to leave this room before we do it all right now.”
“What if—”
“I’m not rushing the next part. Getting a taste of your pussy might be able to help keep me off you for the rest of the day, but there’s no guarantees after that.”
“Might?” I smirk.
“Kitten,” he growls. “Get the hell out of my room.”
I might be offended if he didn’t look like he was fighting every bit of his control.