Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20786 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20786 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
“How am I supposed to sleep now?” she huffs, standing and planting her hands on her hips.
“Come here.” She pouts and shakes her head. “I said come here, my pretty little pervert.”
“I’m not a pervert.”
“You’re my little pervert.” I kiss her nose and add, “Walk me to the door and lock it before I change my mind and follow you to bed.”
“Okay. Good night, James.” She follows me to the door, and then I pull her in for one last kiss goodnight. It was the best night of my life.
“See you at four.” My eyes shoot open and my mouth falls open.
“Four in the morning? Shit,” I say, tossing my head back and stomping my foot. Then I look back down at her and smile. “Just kidding, sugarplum. I’ll be ready for you. Please get some sleep.” I walk away before I can’t will my feet to leave. She leans against the doorjamb and waits for me to reach my porch before she closes the door, and then I safely enter. Tomorrow can’t come soon enough. Fuck, it looks like another night of restless sleep.
Grateful for the icy cold temps out, my cock simmers down for a bit. So I made a pot of coffee and I hit my computer. While it’s brewing, I search the records for the Holiday Hills, and Heath in particular. A few searches come up for names. I pay the fee and pull up the record that matches the age. I have info on the fucking prick after my woman, and I see there’s more to this guy than she’s even aware of.
I’m glad she didn’t give him a shot. He has a criminal history of stalking. Instead of going to bed tonight, I’ll be writing right beside the window that faces her house just in case that fucker decides to drive up here.
All night I wait and watch, but I don’t see any vehicles.
Chapter Nine
Holiday
The door closes, but I’m standing on the other side, hoping that he’ll come rushing back over and change his mind about seducing me. What am I thinking? I’m not ready. “Okay, your body is more than ready. Your pussy’s throbbing like a cat in heat.” At twenty-three, I might be a virgin, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have experience with pleasing myself. I’ve read my fair share of smut to become good at making myself come fast and hard. Tonight I won’t need much because all my thoughts rest on the man across the way.
James has me panting, lust rushing straight to the little bundle of nerves at the apex of my thighs. I rush to my bedroom, strip out of my clothes, slide under my covers and dig into my drawer for my special toy.
It touches my outer lips and I cry out, already too wound up. “Shit, I hope the noise can’t be heard across the way,” I wonder aloud. It’s so quiet at this hour. I listen to the night, and there’s nothing. Still, I turn on my television to drown out the sounds coming from my voice as I think about my new neighbor, his rock-solid body, and the way his lips feel on me. I wish I hadn’t sent him away because he could take care of my needs so easily, and I’m sure more than once. Never in my life have I wanted someone the way I want him.
Pressing the vibrator against my clit, I picture him sliding his large hand down to my pussy, strumming it while whispering how much he wants me. “I need you, sugarplum. You’re going to come for me, and I’m going to enjoy watching you soak my fucking fingers before I fuck that pretty little cunt.” I lose myself and come too fast. My orgasm shakes my body, and I’m finished before I really get started.
Falling back on the bed, completely worn out, but for the first time I’m not sated. I just relax and think about James. He’s kind, smart, handsome, commanding, and a bit domineering. We don’t know each other that well, and yet I feel as though I’ve known him all my life. He’s right to call me naïve, but he doesn’t see it as a fault. To him, my sweetness is an adorable quirk.
Chapter Ten
James
“Fuck.” I must have dozed off because my alarm goes off at three-thirty, jolting me out of a daze, sending my ass onto the floor next to the desk. Jumping up, I look out the window and nothing looks amiss. My car is still in her driveway. I’m glad I left it there. Maybe he saw it there and took it as a sign that I was inside and stayed away.
I hurry to wash up and run down to her doorway just before four, only to see her pop out front with a beautiful smile on her face that nearly stops my heart. “Just in time.”