Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 104766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
He stops.
“Pull out. I want you on top of me.”
Rolling to my back, we reposition ourselves. I spread my legs so he can fit himself between my thighs. Drew’s hands reach down and caress my breasts, gently toying with my nipples.
I close my eyes, imprinting this moment in my mind where I plan to save it so I can think about it later. It will come in handy when I'm alone again and pleasuring myself…
DIARY…
I GOT BRACES today. Yes, braces. How am I supposed to look Drew Colter in the eye EVER AGAIN????????? Okay fine. We both know I don’t actually look him in the eye but you know what I mean, this is humiliating, he’s going to think I’m a brace face and if he EVER thought about kissing me, what if he’s worried about the metal in my mouth? UGH.
Mom says I’ll only have them for year—I don’t have them because my teeth are crooked, it’s because of my jaw but WHO CARES THE REASON WHY, he isn’t gonna know that!!!!
I’m literally crying, this is my tear —> *tear drop*
I can’t even talk to you right now that’s how upset I am.
Bye for now.
T
CHAPTER 26
DREW
I’M AT THE STAGE IN MY LIFE WHERE I’M LIKE, “ARE WE DOING THIS OR NOT, CAUSE I HAVE SHIT TO DO.”
I would kill to have a girlfriend who looks at me the way Tess looks at me now.
As if she were…
As if…
As if she were in love with me.
Crazy, right?
Tess Donahue isn’t in love with me.
But for a few seconds, I imagine it. I let myself believe it. I let myself drink in the way her eyes soften as I push my dick into her; let myself drink in the way her lips part. The way her palm reaches up to brush the hair back across my forehead.
I want to call her babe and baby and whisper other words of endearment to her but bite back my words, knowing she isn’t interested in hearing them.
Tess wants sex from me and nothing more.
She’s not using me, but…maybe just a little.
“You’re so handsome,” she whispers, making those doe eyes at me again—the eyes that will probably haunt my dreams tonight. How could they not?
No one has ever looked at me this way before.
No one.
Not that I’ve slept with a ton of people, but I haven’t slept with anyone who genuinely gave a shit about me.
The girl who lives next door, for one. Gold diggers, cleat and jersey chasers—a trio that have almost ruined more than one of my brother’s chances at love with their scheming.
Tess isn’t like that.
Fucking her doesn’t feel like fucking. It feels like something else entirely that I can’t quite name…
“I love watching your face,” I tell her. “You’re so beautiful, Tess.”
In reply she leans up and presses a kiss to my shoulder.
My neck.
My lips.
I kiss her as I fuck her, and the vibrator in her hand hums against the mattress.
She moves her arm, fitting it between our bodies, and I give it room. Lean back so she can place it on her pussy, all the while thrusting in and out of her.
“Can you feel that?” she wants to know as the pink thing buzzes faster.
“Sort of.” I don’t think vibrators have the same effect on a man as a woman, but now isn’t the time to tell her that.
Her nod is sexy.
Tess licks her lips; they’re pouty and wet, which is so fucking hot.
Oh shit…
Looking down at her while I pump into her is such a turn-on. If my dick weren’t already hard and buried inside her, I’d have the biggest hard-on for her.
Is there anything sexier than a pair of beautiful tits jiggling with the rhythm of thrusting?
Yeah, no.
There isn’t.
It doesn’t take long for us both to come—we do it at the same time, Tess loudly moaning and wriggling and making a ton of noise as her orgasm hits.
When I come, it’s so intense that at first no sound comes out of my throat; I bury my face in her neck. Groan. And groan.
Her hands are on my ass, fingers kneading my glutes causing goose bumps to cover my flesh.
I shiver.
So sexy….
CHAPTER
TWENTY-SEVEN
Drew: Hey, uh—lol. I just wanted to shoot you a note and tell you I had a good time this past weekend. Sorry it took so long to text you.
Tess: Hi! I was wondering if I was going to hear from you. I didn’t want to assume…
Tess: How have you been?
Drew: Good. The same, you know how it is. Practice, training, studying, more practice…
Tess: But your season hasn’t started yet…
Drew: No, but we’re either always getting ready for it to start, or knee deep in the season. So it never fucking ends even when we have time off. As soon as I got back on Sunday I went to the gym to work off that beer.