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Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 111038 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
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I’d touched him as well, taking him in my mouth a few times, but it was driving me insane. He had avoided telling me what was going on with him, and tonight, I vowed as I moved over him, tonight was the last night I’d let that continue. I would get answers.

He tugged down my tank top and found my breast.

Yes. Oooh. That felt good

Yes. I would get answers. I would.

But—oh my God!

I was there.

Almost there.

He felt so good.

Oh!

Oh holy hell!

Then, with a different flick of his fingers, I almost screamed and erupted at the same time.

His mouth latched over mine, silencing me, and I shuddered in his arms.

Why had I waited so long to experience that?

I was addicted to Blaise. And his wonderful hands. And his cock. Yes, totally addicted. I’d go through withdrawals if he ever stopped touching me.

I rested against his chest, his hand smoothing through my hair, and fell asleep.

“Yeah, dude.”

Voices woke me up.

I blinked a few times, clearing the fog.

Still on Blaise’s lap, I now had a blanket over me. My head was turned toward the passenger seat, and he was talking to someone out the driver’s window. Zeke.

“The girls are waving the white flag,” he said. “We’ve not been hanging with them for the last two weeks, but now they’ve heard we’re going dune buggying, and they’re all about being ‘friendly bitches.’” Zeke started laughing. “So how ’bout it? You and the missus ready to brave the girls now? Pen promised they’d be nice, and you know she speaks for Ria and Deja. Kit’s too smart to mess with things. She’s going to Cain next year with us. So it’s just Daniels, and seriously, that girl’s been sexing it up between Conway and Ashlome. I don’t think she wants to admit that you don’t care she’s banging two of your buds.”

“We’re not really buds anymore.”

“Yeah.” Zeke got quiet. “I hear ya. So what do you think?”

Blaise stroked the back of my head.

“I’ll talk to her. I know you’re actually friends with Penny and Ria. This hasn’t been fair to you.”

Zeke snorted. “Screw that. Pen still hits me up on the phone, and it’s not like I haven’t had pussy for the last two weeks. That Monica girl has a big throat.” He laughed. “Though, she thinks we’re still dating. Might do good to let her see me with Penny again. Pen doesn’t let any girl think they own me.”

“Yeah. I’ll talk to Aspen.”

“I know she’ll be good about it. Your girl is a good one. She wants what you want.”

Blaise’s arm tightened around me. “Yeah. Maybe.”

There was a thump on the door, and Zeke said, “Okay. Get back to your woman. Get her home; she looks tired. I’ll hit you up with time and details tomorrow.”

The window whirred up. “You think your parents will freak if you sleep at my place?” Blaise asked.

I lifted my head, still feeling drowsy. “Nate flew back to Boston. My parents are deep in edits for the docu-series, so no. But we should stop at my house so I can grab some clothes and make it look like I slept there when Miss Sandy checks my room tomorrow.”

I tipped back and smiled up at him. “How’d I get so lucky to have you care about me?”

His eyes darkened. He traced every inch of my face with his eyes, and my body warmed, tingling with each second that passed. “How about we go to my place and I’ll further explain how much I care about you?”

I sat up, my mouth just over his. “That sounds perfect.”

As we kissed, I renewed my vow: answers. I was going to get them. Plus, I knew he had condoms there, though I’d been on birth control since I was fifteen to regulate my periods. We’d had a whole conversation about that. He wasn’t a guy that looked queasy when talking about that stuff. I liked that a whole lot.

“When’s the trip?” I asked as I slid back over to my seat.

He glanced sideways at me as he pulled out of the drive-in lot. “I knew you were awake that whole time.”

“It’s Mara, right? Her friends too?”

He was silent for a beat, then shrugged. “Yeah.”

“What are you worried about exactly?”

He grunted. “Them being assholes to you. Isn’t that enough? They’re catty bitches.”

I angled my body toward him and rested my head against the seat. “But isn’t that my problem to deal with?”

His hand flexed over the steering wheel. “What do you mean?”

“It’s a girl thing. You can’t take that on for me.”

“They’re bitches.”

I hid a grin. “That’s my problem to handle. You can’t control everything.”

He swore under his breath. “I can damn sure try. Those girls aren’t nice. They’re mean. I’ve seen how they tear into someone. They’re vicious.”

“Like you have?”

Another jaw clench. “It’s not the same.”


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