Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
“What the fuck is wrong with you, Stone?” She gasps, and her eyes flare as she struggles and twists, trying to throw me off. “You don’t get to come here and tell me what to do, what to wear, and how to behave! You disappeared!” she hisses. “Disappeared without a trace, and now you think you can come back and be the boss? Get a clue!” she spits out.
But before I can retort, campus security pulls up.
“Ma’am,” interrupts the officer, frowning. “This man bothering you?”
I look at the intruder and almost laugh. The guy is scrawny, maybe five-five, and is riding a Segue like a mall cop policing a bunch of teens. Really? Get serious. I’m not threatened at all. He probably only has pepper spray, not even a gun.
But in the interest of keeping calm and not making a scene, I pull the brunette close to me, plastering her to my side before dropping a kiss on the top of her head.
“Officer, thanks for your interest, but we’re fine,” I state with a fake smile, giving Evie a little shake as she begins to squirm again. “My girlfriend and I were just about to go for a swim at my house,” I rumble, binding the brunette to me with an arm of steel.
As she struggles against me, her curvy form wiggling, I reach down and pinch her ass, out of sight of the officer. I clutch that hot, heavy flesh between two fingers, the twinging pressure making her gasp and her cheeks color.
“Right, Evie?” I murmur smoothly, smirking slightly. “We were just going for a swim.”
By now, my hand is stroking her ass, massaging the place I’d just pinched with warm fingers, soothing her by tracing hot circles.
“That-that’s right,” Evie stammers, thrown for a loop and shooting a weak smile at the police officer. “My boy-boyfriend and I were just going for a swim.”
The sense of ownership that floods me upon hearing those words is immense. My chest puffs out; I feel like I’m on top of the world. Hearing Evie say the word “boyfriend” and having that fat ass back in my grasp only cements my belief even further – that we are right together, that this little girl belongs to me and only me.
Throwing another fake smile at the officer, I pull Evie close to my big form and nuzzle her ear.
“Ready to go, honey?” I rumble, looking deep into her eyes. “Ready for some skinny-dipping at home?”
In response, she gasps, her body pressed fully against me now, her nipples hard against my chest. You couldn’t shine a flashlight between us; there’s not an inch of space, nary a crack. And is it my imagination or has her cunt just gushed, a slight spill of warmth hot against my leg. It has to be, and I smirk again, pulling her tight against me.
“Let’s go, baby girl,” I rumble. “The pool’s heated, and the sauna,” I wink, “is even better.”
By now, our petite security officer is disgusted, and he maneuvers his Segue around, looking for other damsels in distress to help.
“Keep it down,” he commands imperiously from his perch. “Or else I’ll have to cite you next time.”
As he rolls away, Evie finally struggles out of my grasp. She’s breathless and panting slightly, her cheeks flushed.
“You are really something,” she heaves, glaring at me. “You know that? You are really one ballsy motherfucker.”
I smirk. “I aim to please. And as for fucking? The only woman I’ll be fucking is you.”
That statement makes the brunette’s cheeks color and her tits heave up and down with shallow, gaspy breaths.
“What the hell is going on?” she manages to say, still panting slightly. “Seriously, Stone, what is going on?”
And suddenly, I’m somber too.
“Evie, I want to explain,” I implore, my hand out. “But I can’t do it here, in front of the Aquaplex, with a million people walking by. Come to my house, and we’ll talk about it there,” I say persuasively. “I wasn’t lying. I do have a pool out back.”
The girl stares at me suspiciously then. State is in the center of town in a ritzy area, and it isn’t often that people can afford a house here, much less a house with a pool. But then again, Evie doesn’t know who I really am, my entire backstory.
“Listen, I promise that if you hear me out and still hate everything about me, I’ll never bother you again.” With this promise, I step back, both hands up, as if waving a white flag. “Just give me this chance,” I add, fixing my gaze on her, already drowning in those warm caramel depths. “Just one more chance.”
She scrutinizes me, taking in my supplication, before nodding slowly.
“Okay, but I have class in an hour, so I’ve got to be back before then,” she decides carefully. I can tell she’s just being cautious, that she doesn’t want to give in entirely. But it’s enough for me. The opening is more than sufficient, and I smile at the girl genuinely.