Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 26161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
“Thank you for telling me.”
And she doesn’t fucking leave.
Two weeks later…
“I need you to do damage control,” Ronan growls over the phone. “Xavi is fucking crazy. You signed Berlin Scandal, you can come deal with this psychopath.”
I groan as I slip out of my bed. “Not like I wasn’t waiting to get my dick sucked or anything,” I bite out as I go on a hunt for some boxers.
“Whatever flavor of the week you have can wait,” he grinds out. “This can’t.”
He hangs up before I have the chance to tell him Natasha isn’t a flavor of the week. She’s all the flavors. Baskin Robbins—all thirty-one flavors. And my delicious little snack was on her way here from class with a texted promise to suck my damn dick.
Sometimes I hate my brother.
I throw on some jeans as I hear the front door open. Walking over to the doorway, I grab the top of the doorframe and lean into the room, seeking out my fucking girl.
She’s distracted by her phone as she tosses her bag and purse down. Most girls wear sexy shit that molds to their skin. Not Nat. Nat wears jeans and hoodies and her cute-as-fuck glasses. Her hair is always in wild, blond disarray. She wears the same worn tennis shoes every damn day. But goddamn is she hot. Helluva lot hotter than any of the women I’ve ever taken to bed with me.
“Did you miss me?” she asks, shooting her gaze over to me for the first time tonight. Her green eyes twinkle with lust as she takes in my bare chest. “I missed you.”
I chuckle as I release the doorframe and saunter over to her. She wraps her arms around my middle as I kiss her deeply. If two weeks ago someone had told me I’d fuck a girl and never want her to leave, I would’ve laughed. But that’s exactly what happened. For two weeks straight, we’ve spent every free moment together.
And the club?
I cleared that schedule because I have something better.
Her fingers find my jeans and she unzips them before diving her hand into my boxers. I groan as she squeezes me.
“I have to leave,” I grumble against her hair and then kiss her head. “I don’t have time for one of your sexy, teasing blowjobs.”
She lifts her head and pouts at me. “You’re not going to the club, are you?”
“Why?” I taunt. “Would you be jealous?”
Her eyes roll. “Don’t be gross.”
Chuckling, I shrug. “Yeah, I guess a lot of those people there are gross. You know I don’t need the club when I have your sweet little body in my bed each night.”
She grins triumphantly at me. “Well, since you have to go, I guess you don’t get to see my new bra and panties.”
I grab the hem of her hoodie, yanking it up over her head. Raking my gaze over the swells of her breasts, I appreciate the way the black, lacy fabric holds her perfect tits in the sexiest of ways. “I have time to take a peek.”
A cute laugh escapes her. “A peek always ends with you seeing everything.”
Smirking at her, I undo her jeans and then push them down her thighs. Her panties match and are sexy as fuck. I bear hug her and carry her squealing ass over to the couch. She whines when I bend her over the back. I give her ass a good swat that makes her yelp before I shove my boxers and jeans down my thighs. Reaching between her thighs, I seek out her clit over her lacy panties. She moans and pushes her butt toward me. Nat is easy to please. Her body is so fucking responsive. I work her hard and fast, knowing I’m pressed for time, until she’s crying out. The moment she’s shuddering with her orgasm, I tug her panties to the side and slide into her tight heat.
“Ren!” she cries out, clenching her cunt around my dick. “Whaaaa!”
Whatever the fuck she was going to say gets cut off when I slam into her hard. I drive into her relentlessly, our bodies slapping loudly. I take pleasure in slapping her ass over her panties because each time I do, she tightens around my dick. Pressing on her back, I flatten her against the cushions, no doubt making it difficult for her to breathe as her face is forced into the fabric. With her ass prone to me, I fuck her hard. From this angle, I know I’m hitting all the sweet spots inside her. Her muffled cry is my only warning that she’s coming again. My cock seems to get sucked deep into her black hole of fucking pleasure. I come with a guttural groan, releasing into her, hot and furious. It isn’t until my dick stops twitching that I realize I forgot to wrap my fucking dick up.