Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
“Let me handle this. You stay right here.”
When I stand up my shorts are soaked in the front and my cock is pointing straight out. I somehow pushed down my boxer briefs but kept my shorts in place so that there was a thin barrier between us, something to stop me from taking her. I might not be able to fuck her, but I don’t need to if she keeps letting me do that to her.
I reach inside my shorts and try and stuff my cock into my underwear. It’s too big and hard now to make much of a difference, but when I glance at Teeny she’s watching me with her mouth open. Fuck, I’d love to let her lick me clean, but I need to go take care of the guy who just barged into her place.
“Bull?” she says softly as I go to take a step away from her, but when I glance down I see her hand reaching for me.
“Yeah, sweets?” I take her hand in mine and step closer to her.
“Can I see it?” she asks softly as she sits up on the couch and looks up at me through her lashes.
“See what?” I say, but I know good and well what she’s talking about.
With her free hand she reaches out and tugs at the edge of my shorts. “I’ve never seen one before.”
“Fuck.” I close my eyes tight and clench my fist.
I don’t tell her no or stop her when she pulls the edge of my shorts down a little and peeks inside. My head of my cock is already sticking out of the top so when she moves her finger it brushes the tip. I grunt as she pulls it down a little more and her face gets closer.
“It’s so big,” she says, but she’s talking to herself as she pulls it down farther to get a better look.
Before I know what’s happening she’s leaning forward and pressing her soft, full lips to the exposed tip.
“Teeny,” I warn because I’d love nothing more than to grab her hair and shove her mouth on me. But I can’t be rough with her. She’s so fucking little.
“I’m just doing what you did,” she says against the soft skin of my cock right before her tongue brushes across the tip. My vision blurs and I have to widen my stance as it goes around and around.
There’s a loud knock on the door and this time I don’t miss it.
“Goddamn it.” I grit my teeth and take her face in my hands as I gently take a step back. “We’ve got to stop this.”
“Sorry,” she says, licking her lips and smiling at me like the devil. She’s not sorry at all.
Once again I stuff my cock as best as I can into my underwear and then squeeze the base hard to get it under control. I walk funny to the door because it’s too fucking big between my legs, and I grab my shirt as I go. When I put it on, I open the door just a crack and see the maintenance man Jerry standing there.
“Hey Bull,” he says in confusion as he looks at the door and then looks across the hall to my place. “Everything okay?”
He says the question a little loud and looks over my shoulder.
“You can’t just come in a woman’s apartment like that,” I scold, and he holds up his tool box.
“She called for assistance and I told her when I’d be here.”
“Uh oh,” I hear Teeny say behind me.
“Whatever it is, I’ll take care of it,” I say and go to close the door.
“I’d like to hear that from the young lady herself,” Jerry says with an insistent tone, and I narrow my eyes at him. What’s he playing at?
“I’m fine,” Teeny says as she moves in front of me and speaks to Jerry. “I totally forgot about the call, but I’m sure I can get Bull here to help me,” she says and pats me on the chest.
I nod behind her, but she can’t see it and Jerry peers at me.
“Thanks for coming so quickly, I appreciate it,” Teeny says as she tries to close the door. But before she can, Jerry shoots out a hand to stop it.
“Are you sure? I can always come back later,” he offers again, and the hair on the back of my neck stands up.
I open my mouth to tell him to fuck off, but Teeny cuts me off.
“Quite sure. Have a good night,” she says and she closes the door in his face.
“I don’t like that guy,” I grumble, looking out of the peephole and watching him stand there for a long minute before he walks away.
“That’s just because he interrupted us,” she says, and I turn around to see her raise an eyebrow at me. “Maybe we should go back to where we left off?”