Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 54383 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 272(@200wpm)___ 218(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54383 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 272(@200wpm)___ 218(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
“I love you, too.” I laugh. “You have no reason to be at the University of Pittsburgh this fall. You should be here with me.”
“Nah, it’s nice to finally be someplace where every stranger doesn’t want to talk about college football or randomly say—”
“Roll Tide!”
“Don’t make me hang up on you.”
“I was hoping you’d hate Pittsburgh the day you arrived and come running back here,” I say. “You actually like it, though?”
“I love it,” he says. “You have to come see me on winter break so I can show you how many bridges they’ve squeezed into this city.”
“I’ll think about coming.” I smile. “Tell me about the campus.”
I lay back and shut my eyes as he paints pictures of a place that seems too good to be true, but before I know it, his new friends are begging him to go to someplace called Primanti Brothers, so we say our goodbyes and vow to talk later.
I pull a blanket over my chest and put on my headphones.
Staring at the ceiling, I contemplate the pros and cons of giving in and going to that pizza party, but a sound I haven’t heard in months suddenly interrupts my thoughts.
Tap! Tap! Tappp!
Certain I’ve imagined it, I turn up my music, but the tapping sound comes again.
I sit up and look over at my window.
Easton?
I walk over to the pane, feeling my heart race at the sight of him dressed in a muscle shirt and jeans.
He motions for me to push up the pane and I quickly oblige.
“Hi…” I say. “How did you know I was here?”
He steps closer, reaching out and running his fingers through my hair.
“Better yet,” I say, “How did you find out what dorm building I was in? I haven’t told you yet.”
“You didn’t have to.” He smiles and my heart skips a beat. “I could’ve sworn you told me that you weren’t coming back until this weekend, though. Didn’t you tell me that?”
“I can’t remember.”
“Clearly. Well, imagine how surprised I was to see you walking in the food court earlier…” He’s still smiling, making me realize the view I’ve missed all spring and summer. “I had to sit there and listen to some of my new teammates talk about what’s mine, and I’m quite disappointed that you lied to me.”
“Are you planning to come inside my room or stand out there and preach to me?”
“It’s bad enough that I haven’t seen you in months,” he says, still talking, “but when I think about the fact that I’ve also suffered every night without you and you denied me when you got here, I’m not sure how to feel.”
“Okay, Easton.” I grab the edge of the pane, playfully shutting it.
Laughing, he pushes it open with ease and climbs inside my bedroom.
Without saying a word, he walks over to my door and locks it.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
"Thinking of all the ways you can make this betrayal up to me.” He pulls me flush against his chest, presses his lips against mine.
“Did you miss me?” he whispers.
“Not really.” I lie.
He slides his hand under my skirt and presses a finger against my panties, which are already soaking wet.
“I told you how I feel about lies.” He smirks. “I guess I need to show you what happens when you do that.”
My back hits the wall and he presses his mouth against my neck.
I moan as he tears my cheap t-shirt open, exposing my chest and stomach.
He kisses a heated trail between my breasts, all the way down to the hem of my skirt.
Unzipping it, he watches it fall to the floor, and then he kisses his way up to my mouth.
Shutting my eyes, I give in to his kiss, to the lips I’ve missed for far too long.
As he’s owning my mouth, I hear him unwrapping a condom.
Then I feel him pushing my panties to the side.
“Look at me, Scarlett…” he commands, and I oblige.
Without another word, he slides into me in one hard thrust.
"Oh Godddd…..” I moan as he fucks me like it's the first time, like he can't get enough of me, like it'll never be enough and before I know it, I’m already coming.
Sliding out of me, he grabs my waist and spins me around.
“Grab the edge of the window…”
I bend over and he slides into me from behind and it almost knocks all the breath out of my lungs.
“Don’t let go.” He slaps my ass and thrusts into me harder.
From the way he’s fucking me, I know he has no plans to stop anytime soon.
I don’t want him to…
He suddenly grips my waist as he reaches his release, kissing the back of my neck as he comes.
Still breathing hard, he slides out of me and pulls me onto my bed.
“Let’s go somewhere.” Easton whispers against my lips after my fourth orgasm.