Total pages in book: 151
Estimated words: 139803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 139803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
“Come for me, baby.”
I gripped at the carpet with my fingers as I tightened my legs around his neck, coming hard and fast around him. He dug his fingers into my thighs as he pumped into me, riding both of us down from that all-consuming high.
“That was . . . holy shit,” I breathed as I tried to catch my breath.
“Baby, you’re a fucking natural at sucking dick,” Julian told me, his own breathing labored. “Christ, I wasn’t joking. I always knew you had fuckable lips, but that mouth, babe . . . Fuck.”
My cheeks reddened. He slowly slid out of me and stood up. His cum was smothered over both of our upper bodies, but he didn’t even glance at it as he went to grab the wipes we had started keeping in the room. Julian enjoyed cleaning me up after we had sex.
And looking down at myself, I resisted the urge to laugh. We’d really done a fucking number this time.
Julian’s eyes darkened as he stared down at me, his dick jumping to attention. I stared, my eyes wide. How the fuck was he already hard again? “Fuck. Hold on. I need a picture of this.”
I laughed softly. “Julian, are you serious?” I asked him as I watched him fish his phone out of his sweats.
“Dead, babe.” He winked at me. “Give me that sexy ass smile. Picture it, baby. I’m deep inside of you, and I’m sucking those beautiful tits into my mouth.”
I moaned softly as my eyes fluttered shut, picturing it in my head. “Fuck, yes, just like that,” Julian praised.
I opened my eyes to see him tossing his phone on the bed. He knelt beside me on the floor and gently eased my thighs apart, cleaning between my legs. “You’re a fucking goddess,” he groaned as he ran his eyes over me.
“Why do you call me that?” I asked him.
He let his eyes meet mine as he arched an eyebrow at me. “Why wouldn’t I?”
I swallowed thickly as he began to clean his cum off my chest. “I’m not a goddess, Julian. Not after everything that’s happened to me, and certainly not now that every fucking body on campus knows what I look like naked.”
His eyes flashed dangerously at that reminder. “You are a fucking goddess. You want to know why? Because anyone else would crumble in the face of what you’ve dealt with, and yet, you still stand so fucking strong, facing your demons every damn day. You bend them to your will so you can survive. That’s what makes you a goddess. You’re the strongest fucking person in this universe.”
I jumped up from the floor and launched myself into his arms as tears tracked down my cheeks. He folded his arms around me. “I love you,” I choked out. I had no idea what I’d done to deserve him.
He pressed his lips to my temple. “And I love you, baby,” he said softly. He peeled my body back from his as he looked down between us, a soft laugh spilling from his lips. “Though, now you’re covered in cum again.”
I burst out laughing, but he pulled my lips back to his, silencing my laugh as a soft moan fell from my lips.
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I placed my hands on my hips as I tried to catch my breath. My dance instructor had been informed that we were expected to perform at halftime during the homecoming football game in two weeks’ time.
Which wasn’t much time to get our more inexperienced dancers ready.
“Alright, let’s go through the routine again,” Mrs. Clancy said as she pointed her remote at the stereo system.
Blowing out a harsh breath, I shoved down my nausea and began dancing when the music hit. I was at the front of the group, and I knew my time dancing was going to be the longest, which meant I had to train every day to make sure I stayed in tip-top shape to make it through halftime.
With my gaze locked in the mirror, I began to move through the dance, making sure I stayed in tempo with everyone else. I stayed on time through all of the song switches, making sure I moved around where and how I needed to.
Dancing was everything to me. I had always and would always continue to put everything I could into it.
When class ended, Mrs. Clancy stopped us all from leaving. We turned our attention to her. “Meghan, step up here with me please,” she requested.
I did as she asked. She smiled at the other dancers. “This dance is extremely important for the school. We’ll be on national television for halftime, so I need everyone in this room to give this their all. If you have any questions about the dances, please let Meghan or I know. She’s an exceptional dancer, and she can help you perfect whatever you’re worried about.”