Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 88080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
I want to talk to her, but not in front of her brother’s door. Silently, I take her hand and guide her to the living room sofa. It’s pitch-dark in the room, but I don’t need to see Roux. I have her pretty face memorized. As soon as I sit down, I find her hips, pulling her to me. She doesn’t protest me, instead straddling my lap and placing her palms on my shoulders. Greedily, I grab her ass, pulling her closer to me. Her breath hitches when her pussy drags over my dick. Her shorts are thin and I’m just wearing sweats. I know she feels every groove of my cock.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper.
“You say that a lot.”
“You’re right, Roux. I do shut you out. I’m an asshole for it. I don’t know how to turn that part of me off. The part that would give up everything—my own happiness included—to keep you safe.”
“What about my happiness? Sure, I’ll be safe from these unknown monsters, but I’m not happy. Not all alone without you.”
The thought of her being alone kills me.
I slide my palms beneath her hoodie, touching the warm, bare skin on her back. She leans closer, her lips brushing against mine.
“Renaldo showed up today. Threatening me,” I murmur, pecking her lips. “Showed me his gun like I’d fucking forget. That’s reason number one, baby.”
She rewards my confession with a soft kiss. I caress her back with my fingertips, tracing words I wish I could say out loud into her skin. Her hips move, taunting me with the teasing way her pussy rubs over my dick. It feels so good, I’m afraid I’ll nut in my pants within seconds, which would be fucking embarrassing as hell.
“Roux,” I murmur, gripping her ribs to stop her from moving.
Her tongue dives into my mouth. It’s an explosion of sweet forbidden fruit. Like the cherry snow cones we love, but sweeter. I groan, quickly taking over the kiss and the way she moves over me. My fingers now bite into her hips, dragging her back and forth over me as I slightly thrust up. Our breathing grows heavy as we kiss like it’ll be the only time we’ll get to. I’m dizzied by the need to have her and yank off her hoodie before I can think through the action. She gasps, but then her lips are back on mine, nipping and sucking and biting. Her naked tits brush against my bare chest, making us both quietly moan.
“Fuck, baby, fuck.”
She smiles against my mouth and then pulls away, giving me access to her jaw. I kiss along the bone until I find her ear. I nip the lobe and then run my tongue down her neck that tastes salty from sweat. She whimpers when I suck on the flesh there, eager to mark her again. With her dry fucking me on the couch, I can’t think straight. My dick is leading the way one greedy thrust at a time. I’m about to come in my sweats when we hear the bathroom door close.
Roux flies off my lap, leaving me aching with need and panting heavily. Wordlessly, she grabs her hoodie and starts to bail. I grab her hand blindly and pull her to me for a chaste kiss before letting go. Seconds later, her door closes with a click. I lean back on the sofa, my heart racing and my mind trying desperately to catch up to my actions.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
The toilet flushes and whoever was in there leaves. I wait for about three seconds before rushing into the bathroom. As much as I’d love to go into Roux’s room and finish what we started, I know better. I root around in the closet until I find the hidden bottle of lube Hollis and Roan keep in there. After shoving my sweats down, I squirt some lube on my throbbing dick. A groan of relief tumbles past my lips as I stroke my aching length. I can’t look at myself in the mirror. Instead, I close my eyes while thinking of Roux. How her small nipples rubbed against me, hard and pointy. The way she would grind herself over my dick. Each lash of her tongue against mine. Within seconds, I climax. My release shoots out, hitting the bowl of the sink. I jerk at my dick until I’m wrung dry. As soon as I finish and the lust fades, guilt takes over.
I can’t do this shit with Roux.
My brain reminds me pushing her away for now is necessary. Not only is she jailbait, but she’s also someone Renaldo could use against me if he wanted to. I’m not about to give that asshole any ammunition.
I quickly clean myself up and then the sink bowl. By the time I exit the bathroom and head to the couch, the sun is rising. I locate my phone and shoot Roux a text.