Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25380 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25380 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Five
Berkley
I make it home, slamming the apartment door behind me, throwing my bag on the kitchen table before I round the corner, going straight for the freezer. Most people would think since I’m an elementary school teacher, I’ll be prim and proper. Maybe I’m going for the ice cream, and I will. Later, much later. Right now, I need a shot. Or two. Maybe three. My emotions will get the best of me if I don’t calm my shit before making a much-needed phone call to my girl gang.
The coconut-flavored rum I just sucked back helps calm my nerves. I rest my forehead on the granite countertop, hoping it helps cool me down while the liquor works its magic. I can’t believe Ryder strode into my classroom today, and I can’t believe I thought he was married or had a girlfriend. Even when I felt him pressed up against me, I refused to let my thoughts wander down that rabbit hole. Tonight, though, all bets are off. My battery-operated boyfriend and I will most definitely be in action.
After a few more moments and one more shot, I take myself to the master bedroom. Aspen didn’t take a whole lot with her when she and Jasper moved into their new home. Not that our styles mesh all that great, but beggars can’t be choosers and free is free. I still help her at Vintage Threads on Saturdays, and we still have girls’ night and vacations when all of us can swing it.
The bedroom, though, is most definitely my style with its modern farmhouse vibes, blush bedspread, and floral accents. It’s freaking heavenly. I rip my sweater up and off my body, dying to get out of my bra, then slip out of my shoes and leggings. A tingle spreads through my body. There’s no way I’m going to be able to hold off until tonight. My nipples are pebbled, and I can already feel how wet I am with desire.
“Fuck,” I moan out loud, unhooking the front clasp of my bra, allowing it to fall off my shoulders and falling down to the floor. The thought of Ryder’s thick cock pressing against me has me yearning to feel him again. With those thoughts going through my mind, I know my date with B.O.B. is going to happen sooner than expected. I head to my nightstand and I pull out the drawer. A girl can never have too many options, and I’m definitely that girl. I know exactly which one I’ll be using too. I pull out my purple one—it’s smooth to the touch, but when you turn it on, it creates the most intense sensation imaginable. I climb on top of my bed, not needing any form of lubricant, not with the way my wetness is dripping down the inside of my thighs. If only Ryder were here right now. I’m pretty sure I would do anything I could to get inside his pants.
My imagination takes over. I turn my vibrator on to the lowest setting, rolling it around my pebbled nipples. I can imagine Ryder walking in, seeing my body on full display, my skin covered with goose bumps, legs spread, his name falling from my lips as my vibrator finally meets my clit.
“Oh God, Ryder,” I purr, heaviness in my body. After teasing myself, I finally push the vibrator inside my slick center, my body locking up as I do so, and I know this orgasm is going to come hard and fast.
The heavy vibrations, the way my hips meet every movement, it won’t be long before I’m falling apart.
My head is thrown back, my back arching, my legs locked. And with the way the vibrator’s attachment touches my clit, the suction amplifies the sensations running through my body and causes me to fall apart, and I didn’t even put my full imagination to work. The thought of Ryder watching me do this alone, him licking that full bottom lip, standing stoically while entranced the entire time, it was all it took.
“I am so screwed, and probably in the best way possible,” I mumble out loud, my body already feeling much better. I clean everything up, my bed calling me the entire time. “I’ll just take a small nap, then get up and make dinner.” I yawn before sliding into bed and letting sleep pull me under.
Six
Ryder
True to my word to Sienna, we spent the afternoon picking up groceries from the local market, ingredients for a dessert, and then we made an early dinner. It wasn’t long after that it was time for her to go home to Melody and for me to stop at the restaurant. I already know what’s going to happen—I’ll somehow get roped into helping with this or that. Which is fine normally, but not tonight. No, tonight is definitely the night I’m going to call a certain schoolteacher and have my own fucking naughty fantasies of her, especially now that I know her on a more one-on-one level.