Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 80969 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80969 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
True, but … I’m just surprised a girl like her would want a guy like me. All the kids at school think I’m a freak because of what my mom did …
What you did.
“You’ve barely spoken a handful of words to me up until a few days ago,” I say to her, resting my hands on my thighs.
“Well, you know I was with Brad, and you know how he can be … but I’ve always thought you were hot.” She starts to trace her fingertip over my hand, moving up my arm and onto my leg, moving up and up until she’s running her fingernail over the zipper of my pants.
I swallow down hard.
She brings her lips close to my ear. “Do you want to … fuck me, River?” she whispers, and I nearly swallow my tongue.
Even though I had a pretty good idea that’s what she wanted from me—from the tone of her messages and the way she brought me straight up here—hearing the way she casually just asked me to fuck blows my mind.
“Uh … y-yeah,” I cough out the word, and she giggles.
Then, she kisses me.
Holy fuck. Her lips are so soft and plump.
I taste alcohol on her breath. I pull back. “How much have you had to drink?”
I don’t want to take advantage of her.
“One beer.” She holds up a finger. “I swear.”
Her eyes look wide. Pupils dilated.
“Have you had … anything else?”
“Nope. Cross my heart.” Using her finger, she draws an X over her chest, dragging my eyes downward to her tits.
She takes off her sweater and then her bra.
“Touch me, River.”
So, I do.
And, God, she feels good. Warm and soft. Like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
I’m so fucking turned on; I feel like I might jizz in my pants. I have to think of mundane things to stop myself from coming.
Then, she’s kissing me again, and clothes are being removed at the speed of lightning.
“Did you bring a condom?” she says against my lips.
“Yeah.” I grab my pants from the floor and get the condom out of my pocket.
When I turn back, she’s staring down at my cock, her mouth open.
“Is everything okay?” I ask her.
“Yeah … you’re just big,” she whispers. “I wasn’t expecting you to be big.”
Um … okay …
I look down at my cock. “Is that a problem?”
She shakes her head. “Get the condom on.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
My hands shake the whole time I put the rubber on, making it almost impossible. But I finally do it.
Chloe lies back on the bed. Every gorgeous inch of her. Her golden hair fanned out around her head.
“You’re beautiful,” I tell her. I feel like I might come just from looking at her lying here.
“Just fuck me, River,” she says, sounding impatient.
Jesus, she’s bossy. Not how I imagined a girl to be in bed, but what would I know? And I guess it’s kind of hot, her telling me what to do.
God, this is it. I’m finally going to have sex with a girl.
I’m finally going to be normal. Like everyone else.
I climb over her, my body hovering over hers. My hips between her spread legs.
I’m hard. So hard, it’s painful.
I hear a bang. It sounds like it’s in her room.
My head snaps up. “What was that?”
“Nothing. Probably someone just looking for the bathroom.” Her delicate hands curl around my face, bringing my eyes back to her. “I locked the door behind me. Don’t worry. No one can get in.” She lifts her mouth to mine, offering herself to me.
And I take her mouth, kissing her.
She wraps her legs around my waist.
I’m so worked up. I’m afraid I won’t last long.
Please last. Please last.
“Do it, River. Put it in!” she orders.
“Fuck, okay, I’m doing it. God, you’re so fucking hot. I can’t believe I get to fuck you.”
I push into her sweet fucking heaven … and—
Oh fuck, no …
But it’s too late. I can’t stop.
I drop my head onto her shoulder, my body shaking through the release.
“River.”
“Yeah?”
“Did you just … come?”
“I’m so sorry,” I mumble against her skin.
I’m so fucking embarrassed. No, I’m mortified.
“I’ll make it up to you, Chloe, I swear.”
I feel her body shaking beneath mine. It takes me a few moments to realize that she’s laughing.
Heart pounding in my chest, I push up onto my hands, moving away from her.
“Did you get that?” she says.
“What?”
My head swings around, and I see Brad fucking Thurlow stepping out of her closet with his cell phone in his hand.
“Yep. Got it. All five seconds of it.” He stares at me, laughing.
“What the fuck?” I jump off the bed and grab my jeans off the floor. I quickly pull them on along with my T-shirt, pushing my feet into my sneakers.
I hear a ping come from his phone.
“And, now, everyone else has it, too.” He laughs again loudly, caustically.