Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
I ignore Van’s warning as well as his grip on my wrist, shooting my own hand out to whip the sheet off him. My eyes can see enough now that I can tell he’s naked and that he’s got an impressively large hard-on.
“Were you jerking off when I walked in?” I ask curiously.
Van snarls an expletive but then admits. “No…that’s all you.”
Now that’s nice. See…he’s not so bad.
“Brought us a condom,” I whisper. “I suggest you let me ride you slowly and quietly. I’ll grind a great orgasm out for both of us.”
“Simone,” Van hisses again at me, giving my arm a slight jerk. “Will you just leave?”
I answer by swinging my other leg up and over his lap, straddling him. This happens only because he lets my wrist go, and I’m wondering if that’s capitulation on his part. A sizzle of molten lust races up my spine as I feel his cock prodding my backside. I place the condom on his lower abdomen, a silent promise of what’s to come.
Leaning forward, I place my hands on his shoulders and peer at him through the bluish moonlight. “Admit I’m still shiny.”
“You need to leave,” is all he says.
“Admit it, Van,” I say as gently. “It won’t hurt, you know.”
“You’ll get hurt,” he mutters through clenched teeth.
“I call bullshit,” I whisper teasingly, then lean in to brush my lips against his. I’m heartened when his hands come to my hips, his rough palms feeling amazing against my skin. “I get you’re a commitment phobe. You aren’t big on relationships. You shouldn’t be fucking your teammate’s sister. I get all of that. But this is just between you and me, and I think both of us have our eyes wide open. No one’s getting hurt.”
“You don’t get it,” he says in an exasperated rumble.
I press my ass backward and rub against his cock. He groans softly and grips my hips harder.
“I get it,” I tell him with gentle reassurance. “I’m a pain in your ass, but I’m a sexy pain in your ass and I’m totally hard to resist. But, Van…just try to relax a little and enjoy whatever this is. Okay?”
He looks at me a moment, his silence not boding well for me. But finally he says, “This is all there is. It’s just sex and no one knows about it.”
“Okay, fine,” I say. My heart soars with relief and I start to rub against him.
Van’s grip tightens and he holds me still. “I’m serious, Simone. We’re not dating. Hell, we’re not even exclusive as far as I’m concerned. But if you want to offer up that sweet cunt, I’m going to take it.”
“Now that’s just rude,” I chide him. “But fine. I accept.”
Except I in no way will truly agree to that nonexclusivity shit. But I’m not too worried about it. He’s going to get it so good from me he won’t look anywhere else.
I pick up the condom from where I’d left it on his stomach, but before I tear into it, I ask him, “We are still friends, though, right, Van?”
A low rumble of annoyance vibrates through his body, but his lips curve slightly at the edges. Still, his cranky side really comes out when he says, “Just shut up and put the condom on.”
The brat inside of me wants to continue arguing with him, confident I could probably get him to admit that he likes me a little as friends. But the turned-on woman inside of me wants to ride this man until he’s seeing stars.
So I scoot back and roll the condom on his thick length. He’s silent other than the sound of him sucking in air through his nose as my hand squeezes him.
“I thought about giving you a blow job,” I whisper as I shuffle back up to hover over him. “But I’m too greedy. I need you inside of me.”
“Christ,” he mutters softly.
I reach down and take him in hand, guiding the tip to my entrance. I’m totally wet, but I’m also completely tight. We’ve had no foreplay. Barely a kiss.
Still, the thought of taking him like this is a complete turn-on and I resolve myself to work my way down on him slowly so I can accommodate.
“Mmmm,” Van growls as I rotate my hips to help take him inside me. I give little panting noises of effort, enjoying the slight burn of him stretching me.
When I’ve taken in a few inches of him, I give a tiny whimper of pain as I stretch some more.
“Fuck,” Van mutters, then he’s pulling me right off his cock.
“Wait,” I exclaim softly, never forgetting that Lucas is across the hall.
“You’re not ready to take me,” he murmurs, and then he’s yanking me up his body even as he slides down onto the mattress. With powerful hands under my ass, he lifts me up and settles me right over his face. My legs feel like jelly and I have no choice but to sink down on him.