Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22312 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22312 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Again, she giggles, but this time she buries her face into my shoulder. She’s getting more comfortable with me. It’s like we’re already boyfriend and girlfriend and she looks to me for protection.
She shakes her head. “No, nothing like that.” I can feel the vibration of her voice against my chest when she speaks. “I was just…”
Allie barely weighs anything, so I’m able to use one hand to grab my keycard from my pocket and open the door to our room while still holding her with both arms. I back into the room and set her down on the bed beneath me. When she looks up at me, I see the most beautiful and sexy vulnerability I’ve ever seen in my life. Her lips, still partially open, finish her sentence.
“…afraid of you, I guess.”
There’s a strand of hair covering the portrait of beauty that is her face. I brush it aside so I can see her fully. “Afraid of what, baby?”
She shrugs in a sort of embarrassed way. “I don’t know. The last time we saw each other didn’t go so great for me...”
“That was seven years ago,” I say firmly. “You shouldn’t even be thinking about that.”
Her body is warm beneath mine. Her curves press up against me with such sex appeal that I don’t know how she’s managed to remain unaware of the effect she has on men until now. But it’s clear she has no idea, and she gives off such innocent vibes too that I’m starting to wonder if she’s been living in a nunnery for the last seven years.
“What should I be thinking about then?” she asks in response, her eyes fixed firmly on mine.
I apply more pressure from my body against hers, driving my arousal into the crux between her thighs. Her eyes widen, and I watch as her eyes process all the thoughts going through her mind as I take a hand and run it up her leg, starting just below her knee, lifting her skirt to reveal the perfectly smooth skin.
“You should be thinking about us,” I tell her. “Now. And how mutually attracted to each other we are.” I continue to raise her skirt higher, exposing her knee and her thigh. Christ, this girl is even more gorgeous than I’d imagined. “Because I know I’m attracted to you, Allie. You’re attracted to me too, aren’t you?”
7
Grant
“Aren’t you, Allie?” I repeat after a moment. She’s looking up at me like she’s been frozen by witchcraft. That is until my hand reaches the top of her thigh. Then as I apply pressure, a quiver courses through her body, and she shakes her head.
“Y-yes,” she stammers. “I am.”
Attagirl.
She really is an innocent. So I decide to toy with her a little more—get her to participate in having a little fun with me. “You’re not just saying that, are you?” I ask as I slide my hand inward, rotating it around her thigh until I feel the thin, lace fabric of her panties. “Just to make me happy?”
“N-no!” She practically gasps as my fingers press against her sacred mound. “Of course not, Grant…”
I apply more pressure. I can already feel the moisture. She’s definitely getting wet for me, but I doubt she even realizes that.
“You wouldn’t do that, right?” I ask. She quickly shakes her head.
“No…” she says, her voice more of a moan than a speaking tone.
“No.” I nod, smiling down at her as my cock pulses with blood. I’m at full mast now, ready to take her. She’s so fucking delicious, and toying with her like this is just incredible. “I know you’re being truthful with me, Allie. I can feel it, baby.”
With one finger, I pull aside her panties, causing her to gasp. I use the other to tease her dripping slit and watch as her lips part and her eyes lock with mine.
“Grant…”
“No one’s ever done this to you before, have they, Allie?”
She shakes her head. “N-never…”
“Christ, how could you be so innocent?” I mutter. It’s really rhetorical, but I’m going to need the answer at some point. A girl this sexy and untouched in the world? It just doesn’t make sense.
I drag the tip of my finger up between her dripping folds until I reach her little button, and when I add the slightest bit of pressure, Allie’s entire body rises off the bed. Her back arches, and her breasts press against my chest. I can feel through her shirt that she has no bra on and her nipples are nice and perky and hard.
I can barely control myself now. Especially when she bites her lip back at me as I press my finger deeper inside her, right up to the first knuckle.
Instantly, she grasps my shoulders with both hands. “Grant.”
“Don’t worry, baby,” I whisper. “I’m going to be easy. I’m just warming you up.”