Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 38908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 195(@200wpm)___ 156(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 195(@200wpm)___ 156(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
He’d been trying to deny it for so long. Between his guilt and loving her company, he’d fallen hard for her.
When he saw her on those dating sites, it had hurt him. He’d felt physical pain at the thought of her being with anyone else, and his feelings for her also terrified him. How could he handle this part of himself? He didn’t understand, and the truth was, he didn’t know if he ever wanted to.
“Are you okay?” Aria asked.
“What do you mean?”
“You look a little pale. Do I need to take you to the emergency room?”
“No, we’re good.” He took a bite of his casserole and stared into her pretty eyes instead.
“I kind of find this shocking how I’m sitting in Max Carter’s apartment, eating a casserole he made, enjoying his company.”
“You are enjoying it?”
“Yeah, I am. Shocked?”
“One hundred percent astounded. The guy I was back in high school, Aria. He doesn’t exist anymore.”
“I’m starting to see that.”
They finished their food, and he grabbed the two muffins he’d purchased, with a can of whipped cream.
“You bought these today,” she said, giggling.
“I’m not a miracle worker.” He put the muffin down, cut off the top, and squirted a whole lot of cream on top of the muffin before putting the top back in place. “Dessert is served.”
“I know I shouldn’t, but I love that.”
He took a bite of his own, tipping his head back to fill his mouth with cream.
Aria laughed along with him. Cream had covered her nose, and he licked it off.
“Eww, gross.”
Putting some cream on her lips, he took possession of her mouth, licking it right off. At first, she started to laugh, but that changed to a gasp as he nipped at her lips before kissing her.
She dropped the muffin she was holding, as did he, and deepened the kiss. Aria stood up, and he moved her back, walking toward the bedroom where he intended to take their night anyway.
Tugging his shirt off his back, he threw it to the floor and did the same with her clothes, stripping her until they were both naked. Taking her lips again, he ran his hands down her body, cupping her ass, rubbing his cock against her stomach.
“Wait,” she said, putting a hand on his chest. “There’s something I really want to try, and we’ve not gotten around to doing.”
He loved to see the glint in her eye as she slowly sank down to her knees before him. Her hand wrapping around his cock as she stared up at him. Her eyes seemed bigger, and as she licked her lips, he couldn’t stop his groan.
“You want to suck my cock?”
“I do.”
“Damn, I don’t know if I’m going to be able to last.”
“I don’t know if I’m any good at this. I may be awful.”
“Not possible.” He stroked her cheek and watched her. She held his dick and pressed her tongue toward the tip, licking across the bulbous head.
He didn’t want to look away or miss the way she sucked and licked at his cock. Her mouth was perfect, even better than he imagined and he gritted his teeth, his hands clenching into fists as she covered the head of his cock, sucking him in deep. When he hit the back of her throat, she pulled off his cock so only the tip remained, and she sucked him like a lollipop. He’d thought about her sucking on his length, but he was always determined to let her set the pace.
Over and over, she bobbed her head.
He couldn’t handle not touching her, so he sank his fingers into her hair, holding her in place as he rocked into her mouth.
She was so perfect. So sweet.
He was so close, and he didn’t want to finish in her mouth, and he pulled out of her.
****
Aria was thrown to the bed, and Max followed her down. His lips at her feet, he pressed a kiss to each arch of her foot before trailing his lips up her body.
He nibbled at her knee, and she couldn’t help but spread her legs wider for him, wanting him there, at her pussy.
There was no rush to his ministrations; he took his time, doing the same to the other leg, kissing her, nibbling and biting at her tender flesh until he got to her pussy.
Just as he was about to kiss her pussy, there was a knock at his door.
They both paused, and she frowned.
“How could it be?” she asked.
“I have no idea. We can just ignore it.”
He kissed her stomach and was about to touch her clit when the knock went again, this time a little more insistent.
“Were you expecting company?” she asked.
“Only you. Only ever you. Whoever the fuck this is, better have a good fucking reason.” He climbed off the bed, grabbing his jeans. “Don’t go anywhere, and don’t touch your pussy. I want to watch you come when I lick you.”