Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 35031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
“Never.” I kiss him mouth softly. “I could never hurt you.”
He snorts. “Tell that to my cock.” I don’t get a chance to respond to that. “I hereby declare negotiations open. But first, I’ve got an important order of business. Condoms.” His pupils expand like ink blots. “I don’t want to use them. I want…I need you bareback. So tomorrow, I’ll go the doctor and make sure I’m safe for you. Okay, honey?”
My mind is racing. “Should I go to the doctor, too? To get on birth control?”
His jaw flexes. “No.”
“No?”
He doesn’t have to explain what he means. No, his intentions are right there in his expression. In eyes that are almost predatory. Eager. “I have the means to take care of you, Iris. And a baby. This time next year, I’ll have been drafted. I’ll provide for you. Our family.”
“But I want to get an education.”
His forehead nudges mine. “But I want you pregnant as fuck.”
Is he serious right now? “Well you’ll have to wait.”
He rips my skirt off. Tears the material straight down the middle, his chest rising and falling with dramatic inhales and exhales. His fist twists in the front of my panties and I wait for him to tear those off, too. “You like making me wait, don’t you?”
“No.” I’m like a bunny cornered by a wolf, except I have no fear that he’ll hurt me. None whatsoever. “It’s just part of life. Even for football gods.”
“We’ll discuss it further.” With a visible effort, he releases my panties, then begins to drag the very tip of his knuckle up and down my inner thighs. “No cherry until I pass the test. All right, Iris. Fine. What can I have while I wait? If you think I can keep my hands off you completely for forty-eight hours, you don’t fully understand how fully fucking insane I am over you.”
I don’t have an answer ready. What can he have while he waits? Something tells me kissing won’t be enough. Unless…can I put my mouth on his private parts, the way he put them on mine?
“That blush is killing me, honey. What are you thinking?”
“I’m thinking…I could kiss you.”
He swallows, zeroing in on my mouth. “Yeah.”
“In places?”
His body stills. “Places.”
“Any place you want?” My face is red. I have no business discussing sexual gratification. I’m way, way out of my depth. “Maybe every time you get a right answer while we’re studying, I’ll kiss you. On the location of your request.”
“Topless.”
“What?”
“You have to kiss me on a location of my request.” That appendage between his legs is so stiff now, I’m practically elevating off his lap. “With those ripe, freshman titties out.”
“Won’t that distract you from studying?”
“Maybe. I better take my shirt off, too, just to be safe.”
Whatever is about to come out of my mouth dissolves into gibberish. Teddy with his shirt off. I can only imagine how utterly golden and glorious he is. And he must be reading my mind, because a cocky smile is spreading on his face.
“Someone wants a better look at her boyfriend,” he murmurs, his hips rocking subtly beneath me. Subtly, but still enough to make us both shudder. “Iris, you are the first and last woman in this world who is allowed to undress me any time she wants. I’m your man first, football player second. That’s how it’s always going to be.”
We swoop toward one another’s mouths, some unspoken push from fate making us collide. He works his tongue into my mouth, stroking me hungrily, the steering wheel digging into my side. Teddy takes my hand and shoves it up beneath his shirt, groaning into my mouth when I begin to trace his muscles, his nipples, the unbelievable brawn of him. And if I keep at this, we’re never going to crack open a textbook. I have a responsibility to Teddy, to the school…and on some level, his father, to make sure he passes that test. I can’t wait.
With a gasp, I break away, evading him when he comes after me for another wild kiss. “I’ll meet you on the beach,” I blurt, throwing myself off his lap and out of the car. I open the rear cab of the truck and retrieve my textbook and notes, heading for my usual spot in the cove. A moment later, Teddy follows behind me with a blanket and a predatory expression on his face that tells me this is going to be a study session like no other.
Chapter Seven
Teddy
Of all the atrocious shit I’ve done since my father died—vandalizing cars, getting into drunken brawls—the thoughts I’m having right now are by far the worst.
I stand above Iris while she spreads the blanket out on the sand. Her skirt is in tatters in my car, so she’s wearing nothing but panties and a button-down shirt. And not a single one of the buttons are fastened, thanks to some work from my deft fingers back in the truck. So she’s on her knees, arranging the blanket and her tits are dangling there like forbidden fruit. My dick is stiffer than sin in my briefs, there is no one around for miles and I can’t help it. I can’t help but think about how easily I could make her mine right now.