Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 23163 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23163 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
He made her heart race, her pulse quicken. Blue made her feel alive.
She had thought it was just a crush. Something teenagers went through, but it was more than an immature feeling. She didn’t look at Blue the same way she used to over an actor she adored or had a crush on. Her feelings were real. They were getting stronger with every passing day.
Each morning when they got to school, he’d take her hand, locking their fingers together, and it would send a spike of pleasure rushing through her body. He’d also climbed into her bedroom window a couple of times. Even with her parents downstairs, they’d made love, quietly, softly.
Waking up in his arms had been exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. She couldn’t even begin to describe it.
Now as she watched him, she knew without a doubt, and a rush of guilt flooded her. She’d messed up in more ways than one. Blue had told her every single day that he loved her, kissing her as he did, and she hadn’t.
By the time play finished, Blue shook hands with his teammates and she ran off the stands, rushing toward him. Normally, he went to the locker room to clean up, but this time, she didn’t give him chance.
She launched herself at him, throwing her arms around him and kissing him hard. Blue, like so many other times, caught her, holding her close.
“What is it, baby?” he asked when she allowed him to breathe for long enough to speak.
“I love you,” she said, cupping his face and laughing. “I know you must hate me for taking so long to say it, but I do. I love you so much.”
He gripped the back of her neck, holding her close, kissing her harder than before.
“I don’t hate you. I can never hate you. Fuck, you love me?”
“Yes, I love you.” She giggled. “It feels so good to finally say that.”
He lifted her up, and she had no choice but to wrap her arms and legs around him for support.
“What are you doing?”
“Taking you home.”
“You’re not going to shower?”
“I can shower after I fuck you.”
Chapter Nine
“I can’t get enough of you. I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but fuck,” Blue said, spinning Laylah beneath him.
A few hours earlier, they had just won a grueling game, and all he wanted to be was inside his woman. Ever since Laylah admitted that she loved him, he’d been on cloud nine.
She was his everything.
His entire world.
All he wanted was her.
Every single part of her.
Plunging in deep, he relished the sound of her moan. Since taking her virginity, their time of making love and fucking had gotten so much better. He took possession of her lips, swallowing down her cry of his name as he went deeper.
He grabbed her hands, pinning her to the bed, to stare down into her beautiful eyes, and he smiled.
“What?” she asked, thrusting up against him, making him moan.
“I’m not going to be able to last.”
“I don’t care.” She wrapped her leg around his hip, taking him off guard as she spun him to the bed with her now on top. They were both completely naked, and in the past couple of weeks, she’d gained the confidence to ride him.
With her naked tits so temptingly close, he couldn’t resist taking one into his mouth. At the same time, he ran his hands down to the curves of her ass, pushing her down to take more of his dick. In and out, he slid inside her, working her pussy. He was so close, but first, he wanted her to come on him.
Moving one hand around her body, he fingered her clit, feeling the answering pulse around his dick. He let go of her breast long enough to watch her. She was so damn beautiful.
Even before her orgasm had finished, he took control, pushing her back to the bed so he was now on top. Holding her in place, he pounded inside her pussy, making her take all of him. She wrapped her legs around him, and this time, he didn’t stop. He found his release, filling her up.
The pleasure went on and on until it ebbed away. He stayed inside her, moving so he could look at her. Reaching out, he pushed a curl behind her ear.
“I talked to your dad,” she said.
He frowned. “Not exactly the person I want to talk about after I just fucked your brains out.”
“Well, whenever I brought up colleges before, you always gave me the brush-off. I needed to find out where you were going, and I applied.” She put her hand to his chest.
“What?”
“Yep, I start classes in September, providing my grades are on point,” she said, smiling.
“But I bribed the receptionist to share where you’re going and I applied to your college.”