It Just Feels Right Read Online Hope Ford

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Forbidden, Insta-Love, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 47521 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 158(@300wpm)
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When I grab his belt and try to undo it, he grabs my hands and stops me. “Cassie, stop, what are you doing?”

I look at him through hooded eyes. “I’m sorry. I thought you wanted me.”

He shakes his head. “You know I want you.”

I laugh, hiding my insecurity. I pull away from him. “Forget it. I’m sorry, I just thought…”

I don’t finish my thought. I’m not sure how to explain what I’m thinking, but after this week, I knew that I wanted to take our relationship to the next step. Baker is amazing. He’s called and texted with me all week. He brought me lunch at school, and it was obvious he wanted to hug me and to kiss me, but he respected my wishes of keeping this secret.

“You thought what?” he asks me.

I shrug my shoulders as if it’s no big deal. “Forget it. Let’s watch a movie. That was the plan, right?”

I walk away from him and sit on the couch. When he doesn’t follow me, I grab the remote and turn the television on. “What do you want to watch? Action, comedy… I think that new superhero movie is now streaming if you want to watch that.”

He comes over and sits down next to me. He takes the remote from my hands and turns the television off. “Cassie, talk to me. What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”

I jut my chin at him. “Well, I thought we could, you know, but I guess not. It’s not a big deal.”

He tips my chin and searches my eyes. “You’re saying you want to give me your virginity and it’s not a big deal?”

I cross my arms over my chest. “You act like I’m some kind of slut or something. I’m not.”

He puts a hand on each side of my neck. “Listen, okay? I want you. I’ve said it over and over, but this feels like a game to you. You want to keep this hidden—heck, you weren’t even going to tell your best friend about us. You don’t want anyone to know, and you said this is nothing serious. I don’t want to make love to you and then have you walk away like it means nothing.”

I choke back a sob. He’s voicing all the worries I have for myself. I’ve thought the same thing about him. I’ve worried that if I slept with him, he’d walk away, but I told myself I had to trust him. “And you say I’m the one with the trust issues. What about you? You don’t sound like you trust me at all.”

His voice is pained. “Can I trust you? You’ve said over and over that this is not going to work.”

I rear back as if he’s slapped me. “Can you trust me? Of course you can trust me. I said that because I’m scared. I’m scared because I’ve never felt this way about anyone, and so yeah, I said I didn’t want anything serious. I’ve even tried to convince myself of it, but it’s too late. I like you, Baker. I like you a lot.”

“Okay. I like you too… a lot. We don’t have to rush anything. We can let it happen naturally.”

I look at him curiously. “So you want it to happen?”

He grunts. “Cass… baby. I’ve stroked my cock, thinking of you every day this week. Yes, I want it to happen, but I want you to be sure. I’m not going to have sex with you and let you walk away from me.”

The more he says, the more I know I’m making the right decision. I want Baker to be the one. I’m going to have to be bold, and that’s not easy for me, but I have no doubt that he is worth it. “Okay, well, is it okay if I crash here tonight? I told Mom and Ryan that I was spending the night with Haven.”

He points at the floor. “You want to stay here… all night?”

“Yeah, but I mean, I can sleep on the couch.”

He bites his lip and looks at me with a dazed, glassy look in his eyes. “I have a spare bedroom. You can sleep in there if you want.”

I try not to show my disappointment. “Great. Okay. I’m going to run out and get my bag out of the car.”

I turn to go, and he grabs my hand. “You know you’re not going to sleep in the spare room, right?”

I suck in a breath, hopeful. “Where am I going to sleep?”

“In my bed, next to me. Nothing has to happen, but I’m not letting this opportunity pass me by. I want to hold you all night.”

My mouth falls open in an “Oh.” He pulls me against him. “Is that okay with you?”

I nod. Satisfied, he points to the couch. “Have a seat. I’ll get your bag.”


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