Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 35982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
He doesn’t push for a response before he starts driving again. The rest of the drive is in silence. I perk up when I see the town come into view. I’d come in from the other direction, so I didn't get to see this part of it.
“This place is cute.” We drive through what I’m guessing is the main strip of the small town. “Can we go to the diner? Oh, a dress shop!”
“Are you talking to me again?”
“I wasn’t not talking.”
“You went five minutes without saying a word. That’s a record.”
“Hey.” I reach over and smack his shoulder. “Were you counting? Missing my random chatter?”
“I like hearing you.” My chest warms.
I don’t think anyone has ever said that to me before. Usually, I'm called annoying because I tend to talk so much.
“You’re muscly.” The hand I used to smack his shoulder is now rubbing on him. Rowan pulls into a parking spot between a hardware store and a bakery. He unclips my seatbelt. Before I know it, he has me pulled over into his lap, straddling him.
“Is this what is considered chubby?” He grips my hips, grinding his hard cock against me.
“That’s what some of the girls at school say.”
“You’re wrong, Bunny, or maybe you’re right. I don’t know, but what I do know is you’ve got a body that can most definitely handle me.” His fingers dig into my hips. “Soft and sweet. That’s what a man wants to slip into.”
My face burns with heat.
Rowan leans down and kisses my neck. “Be a good girl when we go into the hardware store, Bunny.”
“I won’t break anything. Or I’ll try not to.”
“That’s not what I mean.”
“Oh.” I scrunch my nose. What else could I do that would get me in trouble?
“No flirting.”
“But I like it.”
“Then you’ll keep your ass in the truck.”
“Fine.” I choke the one word out. He kisses the tip of my nose. It’s sweet, but the warmth he’d put in my chest seconds ago evaporates. Why doesn’t he want me flirting with him around other people?
I should be used to those kinds of comments, but this one stings more than normal.
11
ROWAN
She prances ahead of me, her ass filling out her jean shorts to perfection. If I weren’t already hard as a rock, one look at her thick thighs would get me there, no problem.
“Roger.” I greet the hardware store owner. He looks right past me, following Bunny with his eyes.
“Hey!” I slam my hand on the counter.
He turns to me. “Sorry about that. I got a little distracted.”
“Keep your attention on your job,” I practically growl.
His eyes widen. “Sorry, Rowan.”
I’m being an asshole. I know it. He knows it. Roger and I have been decent acquaintances during my time working for Edith. I shouldn’t be barking at him, but goddamn, I don’t want him gawking at my girl.
‘My girl.’ Is that what she is? We’ve only known each other for a day. Somehow, I’ve let her get closer to me than people I’ve known for years. It’s like I’ve fallen under her spell, and there’s no way in hell I want to get out of it.
“Rowan?” Roger asks, and I realize he’s said my name a few times while I’ve been lost in thoughts of my Bunny.
“I need more paint. Same colors from this morning. Go ahead and give me a gallon of each. We have a lot of tiles to paint.”
“Edith got you working on the façade now?” He walks to the paint counter, and I follow him, though I keep an eye on Bunny, who’s messing with rope down at the end of the aisle.
“I work on what I choose to.” I toss a few more paintbrushes onto the counter. “But yes, the façade. I’ll need a topcoat to keep the weather out, too.”
“Sure thing.” He gets to work, and I notice he avoids looking at Bunny. Good, looks like my message went through.
I walk up behind her as she loops some rope over her wrists. “What are you up to?”
She grins. “I was thinking we could do a little tie-up play tonight. What do you think?”
My cock surges at the thought of her tied up on my bed, her legs spread wide, her pussy wet and ripe for the taking. “I think you should stop teasing me.” I take the rope from her.
“I’m not teasing.” She blinks.
“You are too much.” I run my free hand through her hair and grip, then tilt her head back. “Too fucking much.” I kiss her, tonguing her as she melts against me, her hands fisting my shirt as I back her up against the rope display. I can’t stop myself, can’t keep my hands off her. She’s irresistible, and it blows my mind that she doesn’t realize it.
I kiss her deeper, angling her head and sweeping my tongue against hers again and again. She hitches one of her legs onto my hip, and I press against her, my hard cock resting against her belly as she moans into my mouth.