Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 32934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Because though I was the golden boy, I was fiercely protective of those I loved.
And there was no doubt in my mind that I loved Elizabeth Gray.
8
Drake
I came to a stop in the driveway of Elizabeth’s parents’ house. Elizabeth slowly opened her eyes and heaved a tired sigh, a frown pulling at her lips like she was unhappy about something. I didn’t like the look on her face one bit, and it took every ounce of my willpower not to turn my truck around and get her away from this house.
After what happened today, I still wasn’t ready to leave her side. I wanted to be stuck to her like fucking glue. Everything in me rebelled at the thought of leaving her here by herself.
“Your parents are gone, right?” I asked, breaking the silence. Because of her headache, I hadn’t even had the radio playing. The only noise was the quiet rumble of my truck.
“Yeah,” she said quietly. She glanced over at me. “Why?”
I shrugged. “You want company tonight?”
That unhappy look left her face, and my muscles relaxed a bit. “Your parents won’t care?” she asked.
I shook my head and grabbed my phone out of the cupholder before typing out a quick message to my mom, letting her know that I was going to be at Kaleb’s tonight—a lie—and then texted Kaleb, letting him know to cover for me. His parents were out of town a lot, too, so I knew it wouldn’t be hard to convince my mom that was where I was if she called him to double-check. She never did, but I didn’t want to take a chance.
“Come on,” I said, turning off the truck and opening my door. “Let’s get you inside and into bed.”
She was just sliding out of the truck by the time I rounded her side. Grabbing her hand in mine, I walked beside her to the porch where she unlocked the door, yawning as she did so. I knew today had to be tiring for her. Hell, I was exhausted, and I hadn’t gone through any of what she had. I couldn’t even begin to imagine the level of exhaustion weighing down on her.
“Go on up to your room,” I softly told her, squeezing her hand. “I’ll be up in a minute.”
She nodded and released my hand before heading up the stairs, her steps slow and sluggish. I made my way to the kitchen, and with a little bit of searching, I found a glass. After grabbing some water from the tap, I headed up to her room, sighing when I saw she wasn’t in bed.
Stubborn girl.
“Liz?” I called, setting the glass of water on the nightstand. I then grabbed her bag off the floor and dug through it until I found the prescription pain medicine the hospital had sent home with her, which I’d paid for when she ashamedly told us she didn’t have the money. I set those beside the glass of water.
“In the bathroom,” she called back. “I’m going to take a quick shower.”
I grunted, not liking the thought of her taking a shower by herself, not with how tired she was and how much I knew her head was hurting. I quickly set an alarm on my phone so I could wake her up for another dose of pain meds in the middle of the night before I tugged my shirt over my head and dropped my jeans and boxers.
Elizabeth sucked in a sharp breath of surprise when I stepped into the bathroom. My cock hardened at the sight of her. God, she still looked as beautiful as she did in the back of my truck. The number of times I’d gotten myself off since then to the image of her as she came around me should be illegal.
I didn’t know how my dick wasn’t raw. I had to be rubbing one out two to three times a fucking day.
I stepped into her shower with her and pulled her into my arms, leaning down to slant my lips across hers. She whimpered into my mouth, her hands coming up to twine around my neck. I kissed her soft and slow, groaning at the feel of her wet, slick body against mine.
“Sit down,” I rumbled, guiding her to the seat in the corner. She took a seat on it, looking up at me nervously. Her lips softly parted when I dropped to my knees in front of her, and she sank her teeth into that kiss-swollen bottom lip when I reached forward to part her wet thighs.
“Gonna make sure you sleep good tonight,” I quietly told her.
Then, I leaned forward and flicked my tongue over her clit before gently sucking it into my mouth, sliding a finger inside of her. She moaned my name, her fingers tangling in my damp strands. I ate her out like a man starved, determined to get her off at least three times before I bathed her, dried her off, and carried her sated ass back to bed, where she would take her meds and pass out.