Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 125135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 501(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 501(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
“We don’t need to define anything right now,” I said, though I already worried about what was going to happen when her research project was over. “We’ll obviously have to figure things out when your contract ends, but that’s not today.”
“Yeah.” She frowned. “I can’t think about that right now.”
“Let’s not, then.”
I ended up running out to the market since my fridge had been pretty depleted. We had rotisserie chicken, instant mashed potatoes, and steamed broccoli for dinner. It wasn’t fancy, but it was edible, and Lala demolished what was on her plate.
We were hanging out in my kitchen, having a glass of wine after dinner when she said, “I should probably go back to my apartment so I don’t wake you in the morning when I have to get up for work.”
I put my glass down. “Stay with me. I promise to let you get some sleep.”
“I don’t know if I believe that.” She poked my chest.
My dick stiffened. Jesus, all she had to do was poke me with her index finger, and I was already ready to poke her. She was right. She wouldn’t get any sleep if she stayed over. Damn, I was weak.
Still, I persisted. “What do I have to do to convince you to stay?”
Just then there was a knock at the door. Without thinking it through, I opened it without checking who it was first. Bad idea. Standing there was a blonde I vaguely recognized. Shit.
“Hey, Holden.” She smiled. “Please tell me you remember me.”
I think her name was Piper? We’d had a one-night stand earlier this year. This is not good. Why the fuck is she here?
“Do you? Remember me?” she asked.
I ignored her question. “What are you doing here?”
“I know it’s been a while since that time we hung out after your show. I was just in the area, and it reminded me of you. I figured I’d take a chance, come by, and say hello.” She looked past me to Lala, who had her hand on her stomach, like she was about to throw up.
The woman’s cheeks reddened. “Oh…gosh. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt.”
“Yeah, I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m…”
“Well…” She shook her head. “Yeah.” She stepped back. “Forget I came by.”
Piper (I think?) turned and headed back down the hall.
But the damage had been done. If I didn’t feel so badly for Lala, I might’ve felt bad for how cold I’d just been to someone who really didn’t deserve it. But I didn’t give a crap about anyone but Lala right now. I looked over at her, feeling like a piece of shit.
I cleared my throat. “That was…someone I hadn’t seen in at least six months, Lala—well before you ever moved here. I—”
Her face grew redder by the second. “It’s fine. You don’t have to explain.”
“Really? Because I can see on your face that you’re not okay, which tells me I do have to explain.”
Now her neck was breaking out in a rash. Great.
She shrugged. “I mean, no explanation needed, right? I obviously know what she came here looking for.”
“Maybe,” I admitted. “But it doesn’t fucking matter what she came here for. She’s just a ghost from the past.”
As much as I tried to pacify the situation, it still sucked and certainly didn’t help my cause. My manwhore past was hard enough to overcome without it literally knocking on my door.
“Tell me how you feel, Lala. Don’t hold back. If you don’t trust me, tell me.”
“It’s not that.” She let out a long breath. “It just makes me feel ragey when I think about you with other women, even if it’s a part of life I can’t erase.”
I lifted my brow and slowly approached her. “Ragey, huh? Why don’t you take your anger out on me, then?”
Lala looked at me a moment, panting, before she lifted my shirt off and dug her nails into my chest. “I feel like this is mine.”
My dick rose to full staff. That’s so hot.
“Then take what’s yours,” I demanded.
Her eyes filled with desire as she stared at my body. I had no idea where this was going. Then Lala dropped to her knees and unzipped my jeans.
Fuck yes. I was definitely into Angry Lala.
She began stroking my cock before she took me into her mouth as deeply as I could fit down her throat. She nearly gagged before she retreated back, only to swallow me whole again. She was claiming me with her mouth. Needless to say, I came pretty hard and fast, and she swallowed every ounce of my cum.
Lala licked her lips as she stood.
“Wow.” I struggled to catch my breath.
“Any more girls show up here, that’s what you’re gonna get.”
“An angry blowjob? I might line them up to come over, then.”
She laughed as I wrapped my hands around her face. Our lips smashed together, and I could taste myself on her tongue as we fell into a deep kiss. I lifted her up as she wrapped her legs around me. I groaned into her mouth, pretty sure Laney Ellison was going to be the death of me.