Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 46875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Curves in all the right places give her the aura of something straight out of a classical painting.
She truly is beautiful.
This girl is made for loving and she’s built to conceive and carry babies.
That’s the silent but strong signal being broadcast from my brain to my instantly aching cock the longer I stare at her.
It’s so intense, and I have trouble even finding words because this is the first time I’ve ever felt this way.
Ever.
Joey picks up on my look, which is far from vacant.
I can literally feel my need for her pouring out of my eyes, teased yet satisfied at the same time as I run them over her body and then back to her sweet face.
Her mouth is hanging open, and I half wonder if little Joey here hasn’t woken my princess up. But her cheeks redden more when it clicks that we’re both staring at each other like a couple of lovesick teenagers.
At least, that’s how I feel.
Maybe she’s weirded out by an older guy giving her the eye on our first ever meeting but just seeing her ample chest stiffen under her white tee shirt, wow!
Her shirt has the faded logo of a vintage software company on it.
Truly a girl after my own heart!
Seeing those thick, pebbled nipples swelling through the thin fabric tells me they either have kick-ass A/C running, or she might like what she sees in me after all.
I hope to all that is holy I’m right, and before I even have time to pray for an idea, a way I can talk to her longer. A way I can somehow meet her in person sometime very soon; I hear my own mouth running long before I have a chance to even think about what I’m actually saying.
The game’s months from launch. As I said, we’re still running Beta testing on PC’s, for god’s sake.
Yet here I am, coming out with a story about how great it would be to have Joey at the launch.
How great it would be because she’ll have to be there too.
Trouble is, that’s months away from even being possible. But I need to see a lot more of Jade.
And soon.
I don’t think I’m going to make it through five minutes after we end this call before I have to deal with this ache between my legs.
Our little chat’s recording, so I smile knowingly at the thought of being able to replay her best features as I empty myself in what I already know is a vain attempt at being anything as amazing as being inside her would actually feel like.
But I’ll need to do something. I can already feel my own lube sliding across the swollen helm of my cock through my jeans.
For now, I’m leaning back in my chair, smiling, with about a dozen things suddenly racing through my mind.
The thought of getting Jade alone, really getting to know her.
But if that’s going to happen, I’ll need to make it happen. And once I suggest Joey and Jade have an all-expenses paid trip to the game launch, she looks stunned.
But I catch enough of a flash of something else in her eyes and the way she shifts herself. Kind of pressing her thighs together as she takes in a shivering breath.
She doesn’t say yes, and she doesn’t say no to the idea. But there’s no way I’m just going to leave it there.
“Joey?” I ask, shifting my focus from my intense need to other business. “I’m sending you my personal email and a number you can reach me on directly,” I explain, tapping out the information for him to take note of.
His face grows serious, and I can hear him swallow hard.
Zak Templeton giving you his personal number is kind of a big fucking deal, even if you’re not ten years old.
But I’m only doing it, so Jade can reach me too.
And fucking soon, I hope.
“Have a think about it all, and let me know,” I tell Joey, reminding him it’s my personal contact details.
“I’ll trust you with this,” I caution him, knowing he’s a good kid when he nods his head firmly. His mouth set with the lines of responsibility.
“And we’ll catch up soon,” I add, sounding like a fucking game show host about to sign off.
The girl of my dreams has just walked in, and instead of thinking of something sharp, I offer to fly them both out to a game launch months away.
Genius.
But like I said, making games and programming is my thing.
Being a romantic, if that’s what it’s even called nowadays?
I might have just flunked romance 101, but at least she has my number. And if I know kids like Joey, he’s not going to let his ‘mom’ forget about a personal offer from The Zak Templeton in a hurry.
Before signing off, there’s something in her voice as much as what she says that gives me renewed hope and an extra twitch right down the length of my arousal.