Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
“Sorry?”
“Don’t be sorry. I learned that you are a cuddler.” Her face flushes. I’ll never tire of seeing her turn that sexy as fuck pink.
“Am I really?”
“Definitely.” The hard-on I’d had all night was a testament to it. Her hot cunt had been pressed into my leg most of the night. It took every bit of self-control I had not to try to make her come. Her face turns soft, making me want to get down on the floor with her to kiss it. It’s been too long since my mouth was on hers. She must know what I’m thinking because she licks her lips—tempting me to take her mouth again.
A knock at the door ruins my plans. Bear lifts his head, his attention focused on the door. He quickly hides his face in Carly’s chest. I don’t blame him. I go over, snag our Chinese food, and set it on the coffee table. I grab us a few plates and drinks.
When I get back, Carly already has a crab rangoon shoved in her mouth. She puts her hand over her mouth. “Sorry.”
I laugh. “Nothing to be sorry about.” I sit her cherry 7UP in front of her.
“I know it’s silly, but you have no idea how nice it is to eat Chinese food on the floor.” She picks up a piece of chicken, dipping it in the sweet and sour sauce. “And eating with my fingers.” She brings it to her mouth, making a small moaning sound. My dick comes back to life again.
“You can do that whenever you want.” I grab an egg roll.
“Nah. My mom would die on the spot if we ordered takeout Chinese. If you want Chinese she will find an amazing chef and hire them for the night. Then make you eat it off dishes that cost almost as much as a car.” She grabs another piece of chicken. “I’ve watched so many movies where they would eat it out of the takeout containers with chopsticks. I always wanted to do it.”
“She sounds wound tight.” I have no doubt her mother is trying to force all these traditions on Carly. She doesn’t see her for who she really is, or she doesn’t care. She wants Carly to be a certain way and nothing will ever measure up unless it’s her way.
“That’s putting it mildly.” She grabs the remote. “Can we watch reality trash? Oh wait. Do you have to go? I’m sucking all your time and I’m sure you have a life or something.”
“I want to watch reality trash. Plus we have all this food to eat. Might take us a while if we’re going to eat with chopsticks.”
“Awesome.” She beams at me before turning on the TV.
“Come sit with me.”
She gives Bear a pet on his head. He once again passed out but in his bed this time. She comes around to sit next to me. I snag her around the waist, pulling her down into my lap and making her giggle. “Been dying to taste you again all day.”
“I've been wondering if you were going to kiss me again.”
I run my hand up her neck, my fingers sliding around to pull her to me. She’s so fucking soft. I didn't know anyone’s skin could feel so silky smooth. She leans in toward me, her eyes falling closed as she parts her lips a fraction. So damn beautiful and innocent. I shouldn’t take it. I’m not a good enough man for her, but I press my mouth against hers anyway.
She moans into my mouth as I dip my tongue into hers. Her fingers dig into my shirt as she shifts on my lap. I’m not sure she’s aware of what she’s doing, but I know what she needs. I help move her over as I keep on kissing her. The sexiest sound comes from her as she straddles me. I press her down so that her warm cunt meets my cock.
On her own, she starts to rock. It’s slow at first. I still don’t think she realizes that she’s dry fucking me. Something I'm pretty sure no one does after high school. Not that I give a shit. I’d do this all fucking day with her if she wants.
I deepen the kiss, digging my fingers into her hair. She moves faster against me. I start to shift my hips, making shallow thrusts back and forth.
“James.” She breathes my name, pulling her mouth from mine.
“Yes, sweetness?” I give her hair a tug, exposing her neck to me. I taste her skin, licking and sucking. Her moans grow louder and I suck and lick every inch of her skin that I can. I slip my other hand up her sweater, palming one of her tits, which have been driving me insane since we got back here and she changed. By changed I mean she got rid of the bra.