Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30556 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30556 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
I look around and see the sun isn’t quite up yet, but it’s close. The storm has passed, and I hear some birds chirping so it must be okay out there. Or they’re pissed their nest got knocked down and are shouting about it.
She blushes and bites her lip, and I guess I have my answer. “Yeah, I would say I’m sorry, but I’m not in the least.” I pull her close and kiss her lips softly as her curves press against me. “I’m just sorry I don’t remember all of it.”
“It’s okay. You woke up for the best part.” She rubs my chest and I want to purr at the contact.
“I can’t remember the last time anyone touched me,” I say, and she stops her movements. “No, don’t do that.” I grab her wrist and make her move her hand again. She laughs and then takes over. “I just meant it’s been a long time since anyone hugged me.” I shrug like it isn’t a big deal, but feeling how good this is right now, it’s a big fucking deal.
“If it makes you feel any better, I’ve never done this before either. Especially what, um, you just did.” She won’t look me in the eyes when she says it, so I touch her chin and make her look at me.
“You mean when I put my mouth on your pussy and made you cum?” If it’s possible, her cheeks redden even more, but I’m not shying away from this, or from her. “Get used to it, beautiful. There’s more where that came from and I’m not going backwards.”
“Okay,” she says nervously, but I can tell she likes the idea.
“Okay,” I agree and kiss her again.
When I lean back I glance over to the baby monitor and hear the sounds of Charlotte sleeping.
“I gave her a bottle about three hours ago. She went right back to sleep afterwards,” Robin says, and my chest expands with so many emotions.
I’m in uncharted waters right now, but seeing her with Charlotte is unlike anything I thought I’d feel. I’ve taken my baby to the doctor and had nurses and old ladies hold her. But seeing Robin with my baby in her arms is a whole new level of emotions. I’m being pulled to her just like I was pulled to Charlotte, and that can’t be a coincidence. Maybe even Charlotte knows it. She’s taken to Robin like she belongs to her.
“You’re an angel,” I say I kiss my way down her neck then roll her over so I’m on top of her again. “Is this about how it went last night?”
“You were kind of adorable in your concussed state,” she says as she wraps her thighs around my waist.
“I was hoping you’d say smooth or charming. I’m beginning to think I embarrassed myself.” She laughs as we kiss, and I can’t think of anything that has ever felt so perfect.
“You were awake for the best part, so that’s all that matters.”
“The best? That’s a bold statement when we have nothing to compare it to. I think I should try it again and then you can tell me which one was better.” My cock swells as I rock against her, and I wish we were naked.
“I think you’re right,” she moans as we dry hump, and my hand goes to her shorts again.
BANG BANG BANG
The loud sound breaks our connection and startles us apart. Suddenly the baby monitor comes to life and Charlotte whimpers before breaking into a full-throated cry.
“Get the baby. I’m going to see who the hell would beat on my door like that at—” I check my watch and I’m shocked to see what time it is. “Five in the morning.”
Chapter 7
Robin
I walk into Charlotte’s room, turn on the lamp, and I’m relieved to see the power came back on in the middle of the night. I walk over to the crib and look down at her, and she stops crying when she sees me. She gives me that big smile I’ve seen her give her daddy and I reach down into the crib and pick her up. I nuzzle her close and kiss her cheeks and she grabs onto my hair.
“Does someone need a diaper?” I ask her as I take her over to the changing table.
I hear voices down the hall and I wonder who it could be. I’m guessing it’s the power company or someone asking about the fallen tree. I’m sure it has to be related to the storm. It’s too bad because things were just getting started with Anderson and me. It’s hard to believe the things he told me, but knowing this is all new for him tells me I’m special to him. I’ve tempted him into wanting more and it makes me feel sexy. I’ve thought of myself as the girl next door, but in bed with him there was none of that. I felt like a woman for the first time and I was desired like one. I can’t wait to explore this more now that I know he wants me, too.