Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 37123 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37123 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
I grunt, stroking one last thick spurt of hot cum across the lacy pink panties before I take a breath. The shower turns off behind the closed bathroom door, and I stiffen.
What the fuck am I doing?
I ball up the panties and stuff them into the back pocket of my jeans. I tuck my cock back into them, growling and struggling to zip back up, because, well, I’m still rock fucking hard for her. Like I said, I’ve been watching Nicole for a damn month now, and my obsession knows no bounds. And the thought of her stepping wet and naked from the shower, water dripping down her tight little body, has me staying hard as stone and hungry for more.
Jeans tented obscenely, her messy panties in my back pocket, I move quietly to the front door. But the second I get there, I stiffen.
Shit.
I glance through the peephole, and my jaw grinds.
Double shit.
Leonard’s neighbor across the hallway is having a fucking dinner party or some shit. The middle-aged fuck has the door wide open, and about twenty other polo-shirt and sweater-vest-wearing rich guys milling around in and out of the condo. Leaving this way right now is going to mean all hell breaking loose, and I can’t allow that.
Also, this is the only way out.
Fuck.
In the bathroom, the hairdryer turns off, and my muscles tense. The doorknob twists, and I move without even thinking, lunging back across the condo and sliding into the little bar alcove next to the bathroom door. The door opens, swinging out and towards where I’m hidden next to it. And then there she is, and I swear to God, I could come again right fucking now.
It’s her ass my eyes land on first—bare, porcelain globes of pure fucking heaven, dripping with water droplets. My eyes slide down over her long, slender legs, and over those hips that beg to be grabbed.
The toned back, with the smatter of freckles, the long, still half-wet red hair. The towel loose and held in front of her as she pads across the hardwood floor towards the bedroom. Once she’s in there, I can try the fire escape out the window, and then get the fuck out of here before I blow this whole plan to kingdom come.
But fuck me, that tight little ass is just fucking mesmerizing as she walks. My breath catches. My cock aches for release, throbbing against my jeans, and my jaw grinds so fucking hard I wonder if she hears it. And then, as if she does, or as if she can sense my eyes on her, she freezes, tensing. She starts to turn, and I know I’ve got approximately one second before all hell breaks loose.
Yeah, this is happening. And so, I move, come what may.
Nicole turns, and her eyes go wide as she spots my huge frame lunging for her from behind the door. She freezes, clutching the towel to her front as she opens her mouth wide to scream bloody fucking murder.
But I’m there before she can, and instead, that scream bellows into my hand. My arm wraps tight around her, and I growl as I lift her up. I grunt as her knee catches me in the gut, wincing and snarling and half stumbling into the open bedroom. Right inside, I spot the stack of neatly folded clothes on the bed, and still holding the twisting, writhing, hissing little wildcat in my arms, I snatch the pair of nicely folded black panties from the top. Before she can kick me again, I stuff them unceremoniously into her mouth.
Sorry, princess.
She hooks a knee into me again, and I grunt as I whip us around and go stumbling out through the bedroom door again. She screams into my hand, and that fucking knee of hers slams dangerously close to my balls, sending me crashing over and onto the couch on top of her. I try to remind myself that this isn’t what my cock thinks it is, but there’s no stopping the fat bulge from swelling in my pants. I mean, I’ve got soft, supple, squirming female flesh rolling under my hands, and the fire ignites inside of me.
She’s just got a towel between us, barely, barely covering her nudity, and when I flip her over onto her front, I growl at the sight of her bare, pert little ass. She squirms and bucks against me, but fuck me, when she shoves her hips back, her pretty little thighs open just enough to give me the briefest flash of bare, pink pussy, I fucking snarl before she clamps them back together.
Keep your shit together.
This is business. This is a job, and it needs to get done, right now. It may have been Leonard that I was supposed to grab tonight, but plans have changed.