Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 67757 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67757 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
I want Lucky more than I’ve ever wanted or desired another person. There’s something about his rough gentleness, something about the way he looks at me even when he’s pissed off that I find endlessly appealing. His hands palm my ass and then squeeze. The sensation hits my pussy again, and I can feel my panties getting wetter by the second.
I pull back just enough to look at his face and see disappointment flash in his eyes. I smile and lick my lips.
“How about we take this upstairs to my room?” I’m too turned on, too amped up to worry about rejection right now.
“Upstairs?”
I nod and pull away until our bodies separate completely. “That’s where I’ll be.” I turn and walk away, putting an extra swing in my hips because I really want him to follow me.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Lucky
Damn, this girl’s a cock tease.
I follow her up the stairs, my cock leading the way. At the top of the stairs, she disappears into her room, and then Coco appears, barking up a storm.
“Not today, buddy.” I step over the dog and close the door behind me, muffling the sound of his barking.
Inside the pink room, I focus on Aria because it feels weird as fuck to have all this pink surround me. It’s not just pink, but like super-duper girly pink. She looks nervous, and I go completely still.
“You’re not a virgin, are you, Aria?” I like to fuck as much as the next guy, but I can’t take the virginity of a chick I’m protecting. That shit has trouble written all over it.
She shrugs. “Yes and no. Not really.”
My gaze darkens, and even though the sight of her naked tits makes my mouth water and my cock strain against my zipper, I stay where I am.
“I don’t like games, Aria.”
This chick is a master at playing games, and I wouldn’t put it past her to get me all fucking hot, only to kick me out with blue balls.
“I promise, it’s not a game,” she assures me, her expression softening.
“Then what are you doing?”
“Explaining.” She grunts and rolls her eyes like I’m the fucking idiot here. “I’m a vagina virgin because I’m saving that for marriage, but…” she sighs, and her gaze darts around the room.
“But?” The word squeezes between my clenched teeth because I’m trying really hard to focus with all the blood rushing to my hard cock.
“But you can fuck my ass. I do everything else, just not…vagina stuff.”
Aria’s holding her breath like she’s waiting for me to freak out or reject her, which I wouldn’t even if I could at this moment. She tugs her full bottom lip between her teeth, and the delicate skin at the base of her throat flutters nervously.
“So…you game, Biker Boy?” She asks with a twinkle in her eyes.
“Fuck yeah, I’m game,” I say simply. I really want to plunge my cock into her pussy, especially now that I know no man has ever been there before. Badly. “I’ll fuck your pretty little ass if that’s what you want.”
Surprise and heat flare in her eyes at my words. She nods and takes a step forward, and then another, until she’s standing in front of the ugliest fucking pink armoire I’ve ever seen. She opens it and steps back, revealing row after row of lube. There’s cotton candy and pina colada-flavored lube. She has water-based and gel-based, silicone lube, and even warming lube.
She’s a fucking pro. My cock gets harder just looking at her selection. Aria is a woman who knows what she wants, and she’s willing to do what it takes to get it, which I find hot as fuck.
“Pick your favorite,” I tell her.
Her lips curl into a small smile, and she grabs one, bubble gum flavor, and then strawberry. She extends a hand to me, and I shake my head.
“Not yet.” I grab them from her and toss them on the bed without looking. “Come here, Aria.”
She doesn’t say anything at first, just takes a small step. After a brief pause to muster up some confidence, she walks over to me and stops, saying casually, “I’m here.”
“Okay, smartass,” I tell her. “Get naked.”
She pulls the bottom of her dress over her head and tosses it across the room.
“Damn girl. You’re not too excited about this, are you?”.”
She stops and looks at me. Her breath hitches, and her eyes darken with lust at my words. “Way fucking excited.”
Her nipples harden, and she removes the tiniest lace panties I’ve ever seen. She kicks them aside, her gaze never leaving mine. “Better?”
“Yeah, I’d say it is. You know I’m going to make you come at least three times before I fuck that ass.”
“Not gonna happen, dude.” I can see her pulse racing wildly in her throat. “I can’t come more than once.”
I smile. “That’s ‘cause you’ve never been with a real man.” I strip down until I’m left in my boxer briefs, growing harder at the fiery stare she’s wearing.