Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
I feel his hand first and he slides his finger through my slit. I moan, pressing the back of my head into the pillow. My hands clench the sheets, and I pull at them as he strokes his finger across my swollen clit.
When he leans down, pressing his tongue to me, I lift my hips up to meet him. “Kanan.”
He doesn’t stop. If anything, he picks up speed and increases the pressure. The way he touches me is everything. I rip my hands from the bed and spear my fingers through his hair, holding him to me.
My whole body is pulled taut, and I’m so close to an orgasm, I can feel the heat rushing through me. “Yes,” I groan. “Don’t stop.”
He starts to talk as he does his thing. The vibrations take me over the edge, and I wrap my thighs tight around his head. My body convulses, and it doesn’t stop. As soon as I start to come down, he’s at me again. “Kanan, I can’t. I can’t,” I tell him, my breathing coming out in little pants.
“One more. Give me one more,” he says.
He doesn’t let up. First my feet curl, my body gets even hotter, and the orgasm that shoots through me is even stronger than the last. My pussy clenches, and I start to writhe uncontrollably. I come until there’s no strength left in my body and I fall limply onto the bed.
I look through hooded eyes at Kanan, and he lifts his head, staring at me like he’s seeing me for the very first time. His eyes are wide, and he has a look of surprise on his face. “Kanan,” I say as he climbs off the bed backwards. The tent of his shorts tells me that he needs relief, and I sit up reaching for him. “Where are you going?”
He doesn’t answer me. He is running his hands through his hair, just staring at me. “Kanan, you’re freaking me out. What are you doing?”
He goes to the other side of the room and sits down.
His body is practically heaving as he tries to catch his breath. I move to the edge of the bed. “Kanan, talk to me. Are you all right?”
He nods and holds his hand up when I start to come toward him. “Stop.”
I freeze and sit back down on the bed. Dumbfounded, I stare at him.
“This can’t happen again.”
His words are like a punch in my gut. “What?”
He’s shaking his head with regret.
I draw my knees up and wrap my arms around my legs.
He’s staring at me. “Cover yourself up, Emerson.”
It’s then I remember that I’m naked from the waist down. I pull the cover over and wrap it around me. “Kanan, talk to me. Why can’t this happen?”
He looks angry. “Because you’re twelve years younger than me.”
I laugh. “Yeah, but I’m an adult, and I have been one for awhile now.”
He doesn’t care. “You’re my best friend’s daughter.”
I cross my arms over my chest. “What? And you think he wouldn’t approve? He loved you.”
I say it without any doubts, but it doesn’t comfort him. If anything, he looks even more tormented. “Em, listen to me.”
I sit and wait for him to continue, and he seems to be collecting his thoughts.
“Talk to me,” I plead with him.
He leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. He looks so sad, and I would give anything to go to him, but all I can do is sit here and wait for him to tell me what’s going on.
His voice is hard and thick. “It doesn’t matter how much I want you, Em. Or how much I can imagine a future with you. You deserve better, and I’m not going to let you settle for me.”
I choke it out. “Settle? What are you talking about? Kanan, being with you would be everything. I wouldn’t be settling—”
He gets up from the chair and walks over to the door of the bedroom. He won’t look at me. “Are you okay? I shouldn’t have… I mean, you passed out earlier, and I shouldn’t have—”
I shake my head, feeling like I’m in an alternate universe or something. “No, I’m fine,” I stutter.
“Okay, holler if you need anything.”
He walks out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him. If anything, I feel more alone than I’ve ever felt before. I don’t have the energy to fight, and I crawl into the bed and lie back. It’s been a roller coaster of a day, and it feels like I’ve been hit with every emotion, but all I can think about is the man in the other room that somehow believes he’s not worthy of my love. He doesn’t know it, but there’s no other choice for me. Kanan will always have my heart… whether he wants it or not.
CHAPTER 17