Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 16214 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 81(@200wpm)___ 65(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16214 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 81(@200wpm)___ 65(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
“Yes. Two Sprites.” No problem. He clicks away on the cash register, and I hand him the debit card. Once he swipes it, he hands it back to me, and I expect him to go away, but instead, he stays right there. I look at him and smile, not sure what to say but feeling really awkward. “Is there anything else?" I ask him, hoping he realizes he is staring.
“Is that guy you walked in with your husband?” He looks at me and licks his lips, his eyes raking over me up and down.
“Uh, no,” I tell him, feeling a little exposed.
“Yeah, figured a guy like that wouldn’t know how to handle someone who looks like you. God, I bet you’re hot between the legs,” he says, leaning with his elbows on the counter. I am just about to curse him the hell out when I feel body heat behind me, and all the hair on my neck stands up.
“What the fuck did you say to her?” Josh fumes. I turn towards him, shaking my head and letting him know it is not worth it, but he simply traps me against the counter, still facing him, and leans on it with his knuckles down, his teeth showing like a freaking shifter wolf. “You think you would know how to handle all of this woman, little boy?” I hear Jackass behind me say something smart, but my hearing is compromised because for as long as it took him to trap me, he has kicked my legs open and is now very slyly rubbing his zipper-covered cock right against my clit. He looks down at me for a second and whispers in my ear. “Not a fucking sound, Peaches.”
“Look, dude, it's not my problem you didn’t wife her.” I hear that like a breakthrough sentence before once again, I am deaf but feeling so much right now. A whimper leaves my mouth which forces Joshua to put his mouth over mine and force mine open. His tongue slides through my mouth, fondling it and making me mewl at the same time.
“You never could be quiet,” he says against my mouth before continuing to rub against me so deliberately it is making my eyes water.
“Sweetheart, you sure you want to stay with this dumbass?” God, would this guy shut up so I can enjoy my incoming orgasm? Joshua slams his fist on the counter so hard which forces his entire body to move, which makes a vibration right through my pussy. I bury my face in his chest because I know it is coming in a second at best.
“You don’t fucking look at her. Don’t address her, and don’t fucking serve her anything. Are we clear?” he asks right before his knees dip down, and he hits me just right, and I scream into his chest. I hear the silly little boy behind us curse under his breath, finally realizing what was happening. “Yeah, you limpdick oompa loompah. She is way too much for you.” I sag against him, completely spent. Laughing at me, he lifts me into his arms and carries me out of the restaurant, his mouth never leaving mine until he puts me in the car and buckles my seatbelt. “Can't even take a damn call without someone trying to take you from me.”
I know I need to say something to him, but right now, I am still coming down. He pulls over, and we get something to eat on the go, grab gas. We have to drive about two hours more before we can pull over and get a room. Finally, I turn the music down and look at him. “I had to believe her, Joshua. At the time, she was all I had, and I needed to believe it. You had left, and I…I don’t, Josh. I needed to protect myself, I guess. I felt so alone when you left, and I had no one. So believing all of her lies, they helped me cope.” Especially when she sent me away.
“I’m so sorry, baby,” he says, touching my hand.
“Plus, you were in college headed toward a life of greatness, and I was…nothing, no one. Hell, sometimes I still feel like no one but the girl who got pregnant in high school." He looks at me like I am crazy. I watch, confused, when he pulls over. He moves his seat back and lifts me into his lap.
“You have never been nothing, Peaches. You are the mother of my daughter who by all accounts is a smart, happy, sassy little girl that you obviously have done a great job of raising. You are the girl I fell in love with in high school and the woman I love to this day and that is everything.”
Tears track down my face. His words are so sweet, and how did I not know I needed them all of this time? Not thinking but feeling, I put my lips against his and open my mouth. Like the greedy man he is, his hands begin moving up and down my body. I’m not surprised when he opens my jeans and puts his hand inside my panties. He runs his fingers through my folds. He brings them back out and puts them into his mouth, groaning.