Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 91213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
And she does.
Always.
She’s equally matched to keep up with me, and in our downtime, she’s fun to be around. So yes…never been into monogamy, but if this is what I was missing, I’m kicking myself in the ass big time. Contrary to my original concerns, things are so fucking uncomplicated with Stephy. We both know what we want—each other—so there’s no dance of seduction necessary. She gives it up freely to me and I to her.
Lest you think me a total dick, let me admit that while casual, monogamous sex with Stephy is great, there is a little something missing. I didn’t realize this until this morning when I sat on the team plane waiting for everyone to complete boarding, and suddenly I wondered what she was doing. I’d left her apartment super early to have time to go home and get packed for the trip. She was barely awake when I rolled out of bed. I got a mumbled “Good luck” after I kissed her goodbye. She was sleeping on her stomach, covers kicked to the floor and that gorgeous ass begging for me to get back in bed. But I didn’t have time, so I kissed her on her lower back, just above the swell of her butt, and then I was gone.
But this morning I couldn’t stop thinking about her and I wondered what she would do today and tonight without me, and would she watch my game on TV, and then I realized…I had no idea about these things. For four straight nights we have spent the night together, fucked and slept and fucked and slept. And while I was in the midst of all of that superb sex with one of the hottest women I’ve ever been with, I never thought about anything else except superb sex with a hot woman.
My mind is cleared, though. I’ve got some distance between us and I know I’ll be by myself in the hotel room tonight. And I realize most intensely that while I’ve been considering this a monogamous relationship—because in my mind, I’d been completely happy with the arrangement—I have no clue if that’s what Stephy thinks this is. After all, she’s a beautiful woman with a healthy sexual appetite. We never explicitly said that we’d be faithful to each other, and if there’s one thing I learned that first night when she told me about her family, it’s that Stephy doesn’t form attachments very easily.
Therefore, without thinking, I’d whipped out my phone and called her. I hunkered down in my seat and turned toward the window slightly. Max hadn’t boarded yet, and we normally sit together, so I had a moment of privacy if I kept my voice low. She sounded breathless when she answered.
“You’re all out of breath,” I teased her. “What’s a guy to think?”
She laughed. “I was running on my treadmill. What are you doing?”
“Getting ready to take off soon.”
“Hmmmm,” she hummed in acknowledgment. “I know I already said it, but let me say it again…good luck tonight. I’ll be watching and rooting you on.”
Warmth bloomed and spread through my chest and I couldn’t prevent the sappy smile that came to my face. She was going to watch me tonight.
Where would she be, though?
“So where are you going to catch the game?” I asked casually.
“Right here in my apartment,” she said without hesitation. “I’ve got the NHL package. I’ll be in an old pair of sweats with a bowl of popcorn watching your every move.”
That warmth burned brighter. I’ve pretty much licked every inch of her body and given her countless orgasms, but I had no clue she was that big a hockey fan. We’d never really talked about it much.
I hunched into my seat further, my eyes darting around. People were boarding the plane, there was lots talking and laughing, and I probably wouldn’t be heard. “Listen, Stephy…I wanted to ask you something.”
“Yes, I’ll go steady with you.” She cackled into the phone, and I smiled as I shook my head. But she stopped laughing abruptly and became serious. “Okay…sorry…couldn’t resist. What did you want to ask?”
I scratched my head and she couldn’t see the sheepish look on my face, but I’m sure she heard it by the tone of my voice “Actually…that was sort of my question.”
She remained silent and that wasn’t good.
“Stephy?”
She gave a little cough. “I’m not exactly sure what you mean.”
I rolled my eyes, because she’s not dense, and I don’t want to play games. I lowered my voice even further. “It means I want to be exclusive with you for however long we keep fucking each other. I only want your pussy coming on my cock, and I’m curious if you want the same.”
A long, quavering gust of breath echoed through the phone and I could her the tremble in her voice because that right there just turned her on. “Okay.”