Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 68936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
“What am I supposed to do? I’m stuck living with him for another month, at least.”
“You have to pull it together. Go on more dates with Daniel, hell, find another man to fuck your brains out. You’re all wound up and, girl, you need some action. Some wild action. Action that will take your mind off Adan. You’re like a horny puppy when he’s around, and you need to snap out of it.”
“That’s hard when I literally have to wash his penis daily.”
She laughs. “You have a point. I think you need to stop trying to make him get a hard on for a start because that’s only making you crazy and more attached to him. You need to go back into nurse mode and find yourself something else to distract you until this little crush disappears.”
She’s right.
Of course she’s right.
“But it’s so fun,” I pout.
“It’s also crushing you because he refuses to give you what you want and it makes you feel less than. And, Ramona, you’re far from less than.”
Once again, she’s right.
“Where would I be without you?” I exhale, feeling a touch better.
“God knows. Now go out there, show zero reaction to whatever little game he’s playing, and get your shit together.”
“Do you think he actually likes her?” I ask, frowning.
“Adan thinks with his dick, of course he likes her. She’s exactly his type.”
Right.
Exactly.
She’s everything I’m not.
She’s blond. I have brown hair.
She’s thin and toned, I’m curvy and voluptuous.
She’s got that petite, doe-eyed look about her.
I’m loud and proud.
“That is not saying that you’re not good enough,” Eve quickly throws in. “Because fuck me, you’re gorgeous, Ramona, and if he can’t see it, he’s missing out. Find you a man that can.”
Right.
Of course.
“Let’s do this,” I say, nodding and walking back out.
Adan is still chatting with Lorelei, his bound hand is on the wall above her where they stand and he’s leaning in close to her, telling her something as she laughs.
Fuck.
“Let’s go,” I say to Adan, interrupting his little flirt session. “I’ve got to get you to your check up.”
He glances at me.
I give him a blank expression.
His eyes search mine, and when I don’t change my face, he pushes off the wall.
Is he doing this to make me agitated? Or am I just hoping he is so I feel better?
“After you,” he says, in a husky voice.
“Bye, Lorelei, it was lovely to meet you,” I say to the girl watching Adan with rosy cheeks.
“You, too.”
“See you tomorrow.” Adan winks at her.
“Okay.” she smiles, flushing again.
Good god.
I turn and walk out to my car, getting in and waiting for Adan. I don’t open the door for him this time, because fuck him anyway. He can open it, it just takes a little longer. He finally gets in and looks over to me. “What’s your problem?”
I look to him, acting like I’m not sure what he’s talking about. “Hmmm? What do you mean?”
“You’re actin’ weird.”
“No, I’m not. I’m just thinking about my date tonight with Daniel and wondering what sexy thing I should wear under my dress. Girl problems.”
Adan stares at me as I start driving.
“You goin’ to fuck that douche?”
“Oh, one hundred percent. A girl knows when it’s time, and believe me, it’s time.”
“You’ll be disappointed.”
“Maybe.”
“Why don’t you go find a man that’ll fuck you proper.”
I roll my eyes. “I don’t see them just flying around, Adan.”
“I offered.”
“I’m not going to be your little toy, no thanks. I’m not going to be a number in the hundreds that are on your belt. No, I’d rather a man that actually likes me. I have standards.”
He goes silent and stares at me for a minute before facing the front.
I’m not sure what to make of his comment.
Once again, he offers, but is that purely just so he can get laid?
God, who am I kidding, of course it is.
Eve is right.
I need to snap the hell out of this.
Right now.
“IS IT GOOD?” DANIEL asks, raising his head yet again from its spot between my legs where he’s been attempting to lick for the last ten minutes.
The problem is, just as it gets good, he looks up, stops and asks me if it’s good.
God dammit, a girl needs pressure.
“It is, don’t stop,” I pant, trying to encourage him to stay the hell down there.
“Sorry.”
He goes back down and stays down, and just as I’m about to find bittersweet orgasm, he stops again, and it disappears. He moves his body up over mine and I’m staring at him in horror. “I can’t wait a second longer.”
Oh god.
He did not.
He did not just stop before he knew I found my happy place.
No.
Nope.
Why?
I want to scream, but I don’t. Maybe he’ll finish me off with sex, surely he knows a little about that. Right?
He slides a condom on and then he’s positioning himself over me and sliding in. He’s not badly packed down below, he’s got quite a decent sized dick, but the second he shoves it in and starts moving, I begin to think he’s not all that experienced. Sure, he’s a good looking doctor, but that doesn’t mean shit. I’ve met men who are older and still don’t know how to use what the good lord gave them.