Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 86444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
“I have to try on dresses,” I say, “for the gala next week. Are you going?”
“You think you’re going without me?” he asks, leaning back on the couch.
“Well, I was going before you came into the picture,” I say. “And I didn’t really know what the rule was.”
“The rule is I’m by your side,” he says without thinking twice. “Unless you don’t want me to be.”
“Of course not,” I say. “I’m more worried about you. You have to keep some of your life private.”
“I’m not saying that I’m going to go and bang you in the coatroom,” he says, and I smirk.
“Fuck.” He looks at me. “You would let me bang you in the coatroom?”
“I mean, if it’s quick, and we are hidden.” I shrug. I don’t tell him that I have never even thought about doing it. But with his hands on me, I know that I would not say no. “So I will get a loose dress just in case.”
He shakes his head. “I already told Bernadette about it, so she knows it will be a late night.”
“I usually go with Layla,” I say, taking a sip of coffee. “Are you okay with that?”
“I don’t think I have ever met her,” he says. “I used to attend these things to show my face, take a couple of pictures, and then I’d duck out.”
“Did Cassie not like them?” I ask, and it hurts my heart to think about it.
“She never came to one.” He takes his cup of coffee. “She never thought she fit in, so I would go without her.”
“That’s too bad,” I say and then look at him. “Are you going to skate today?”
“No,” he says. “I planned to take the day off, thinking we could spend the day together.”
Smiling, I put my cup of coffee on the table and then cuddle up to him. “I like that,” I say. “Do you have enough milk for her?” I ask.
“We can take a drive and go get some,” he says.
“Or,” I say. “I can watch her, and you can go and pack a bag and spend the weekend here.” I look up at him. “With me.”
“Why do I feel like a piece of meat?” He bends down, kissing me.
“Because I plan to be using your meat.” I cup his thick cock. “A lot.” Ari sits up now and looks at us with a gummy smile. “Do you want to get changed and go for a walk?” I ask her, getting up and picking her up. “Go get dressed and get your things. Hopefully when you get back, she’ll be napping, and I can use your meat.” I walk away from him and change her going into my bedroom and placing her on the floor while I get dressed. Ralph kisses me and Ari right before he leaves, then he comes back and gives me a really good kiss, squeezing my ass right before finally walking out.
The number of bite marks and love bites I have is close to twenty-five. My breasts look like I was attacked by bees. I slip on jean shorts but have to change them out for pants when I look at myself in the mirror and can see all the marks. Slipping on loose brown linen pants and a white tank top, I walk back to the kitchen to get my phone. When we finally start to take a walk, she sits in the stroller and babbles. The three of us spend the whole day in my house. She naps twice, and while she naps, we get lost in each other. I think my moaning woke her up at least once. We visit the pool again, and when she finally goes down for the night, we head back to the pool this time naked.
The whole week we get into the routine of him getting up and taking Ari back to his house. He goes on the ice and then comes back to my house where we shower together, and then he leaves to pick up Ari after we both get our fill. The nights are usually spent watching television, and it usually escalates with me riding his face or riding him. “What’s going to happen tomorrow?” he asks when we crawl into bed.
“What do you mean?” I cuddle up to him, and my body just becomes alive when he’s around.
“I mean after the event. I don’t want to wake Ari up and drag her here,” he says, kissing my lips.
“I can come to your place if you want.” I try not to think that it’s Cassie bed that I’m going to be sleeping in. “Apparently, the glam squad is going to be here at three, and the car is going to be here at six.”
“Is Layla coming over?” he asks, and I nod. “Did you decide what you are wearing?”