Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18480 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 62(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18480 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 62(@300wpm)
“At home. I got caught up working.”
“Are you lying to me?” I drop my head back to stare up at him.
“I was working.”
“You’re always working. You could have been spending your night with me.” I rise to my tiptoes and kiss his cheek. “Will you kiss me?” I whisper next to his ear. I can’t help but tempt him.
“Petal.” He breathes my name.
“It’s almost midnight.” I lick my lips. His eyes drop to them. “I bought the dress for you,” I admit. It’s not something I’d normally wear. It’s tight and shiny. It draws more attention than I care for unless it draws his. My shoulders are bare, the faded lines of some of my scars from the accident showing. “You told me to stop hiding.” Normally I made sure to cover them up.
Valen closes his eyes. I’m never sure where he and I stand. “We shouldn’t,” he finally says, opening his eyes. I can see the conflict in them. People start to count down.
“Are you really going to make a girl beg for her first kiss?” I tease. People are still counting down.
“No.” He kisses me before they reach one. His mouth presses hard against mine. I melt into him. Valen’s tongue slides across the seam of my lips. I part them for him, and he deepens the kiss. I moan into his mouth.
Valen’s arm wraps around me and pulls me close. My heart is beating so quickly that it feels as though it’s going to come out of my chest. The hard outline of his cock pressing against my stomach only makes it worse.
“More,” he groans, his mouth leaving mine to travel down my neck. My eyes flutter open to only find darkness. I don’t remember moving, but Valen must have led us into another room. “I’m going to need to taste way more.”
It’s not a question. Not that he needs to ask. I’m Valen’s. I’ve always thought of myself as his. I never listen to other things I hear about him from people. Gossip in these circles can be terrible, so I do my best to stay away from it. Being away at a boarding school can help with that to a degree. I choose to believe Valen sees himself as mine as well.
“Valen.” I gasp when I feel him drop down in front of me. My back hits a wall as he pins me to it.
“So damn soft.” His fingers glided up my legs, pushing up my dress.
“Oh God,” I moan when he pulls my panties to the side, his warm breath teasing my clit. Damn, I wish the lights were on. I want to see him so badly.
“You’re turned on. I can smell you.”
“You do this to me. I always get this way when I see you.” He lets out another groan before burying his face between my thighs, pulling one of my legs up onto his shoulder. I brace my hand on his other, needing to cling to something as his mouth devours me. “Valen,” I moan.
I can’t believe he’s doing this. How long have I wanted this? Dreamed of it even. Valen is finally acting on our unspoken feelings for one another.
A groan rumbles from him when he pushes a finger inside of me. His tongue first circles my clit before latching on to it. It’s shameful, but that’s all it takes to push me over the edge. I cry out his name as the orgasm rushes through my body. The pleasure is beyond anything I ever could’ve imagined. I should have known it would be this way with him.
“Pet.” Valen slowly lowers me until my one foot is back on the ground before he rises to his feet. His mouth meets mine in another kiss, giving me a taste of my lingering orgasm on his lips. I want to give him the same pleasure he gave me. When I reach down to touch his cock, I gasp, not realizing he already has it out.
Valen presses it against my clit. A grunt leaves him as he strokes himself a few times against my slick folds before groaning my name, his warm release hitting my clit. He doesn’t stop there, though; he continues to rub the head of his cock up and down it, sending me into another orgasm.
I let out a gasp when the head of his cock sinks into me. He jerks, and I feel him come more inside of me.
“Fuck,” he mutters, his cock slipping from me before he pulls my panties back into place, both of our releases soaking them. The cotton material makes them stick to my sex. “We shouldn’t have done that.”
“Don’t say that.” His words immediately bring me back down to reality.
“Petal, you’re in high school.” My eyes have adjusted somewhat to the darkness, but it’s hard to make out more than the outline of his face. Not that I need to. I know what expression he has on it. I’ve memorized every detail of him.