Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 174(@200wpm)___ 139(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 174(@200wpm)___ 139(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
He stepped back and opened the door for her.
She didn’t stop as she walked next door to her house. Eli walked with her.
He stepped into her house and suddenly, even with the door open, he had her pressed up against the nearest wall. His hands grabbed her, holding her in place as he ravished her mouth in a searing kiss.
Her nipples hardened, and her pussy went slick. She didn’t want him to stop, but within the next second, he was gone, leaving her standing there, amazed, a little shaken as he closed the door behind him, going back to his own home.
What the hell just happened?
She flicked the locks into place and checked the doors and windows before going to her room.
There on her unmade bed were all her notes, calculations, and life going down the toilet staring back up at her. She wouldn’t admit defeat yet. There was still time.
Bringing her fingers to her lips, she touched them, feeling how swollen they were from his kiss.
He was a damn good kisser, and she didn’t have a doubt he knew it too.
He could kiss better than anyone.
She didn’t say she hadn’t been kissed, but in her experience, it had been sloppy and horrible. Nothing like what she just experienced.
Shaking the thoughts from her head, she took a quick shower then climbed into bed and went over the sums plaguing her life.
She hated this. This wasn’t how she imagined the first few months of her life here was going to be. Checking her bank account, she saw how little she had. There was enough in there for one month’s mortgage, and then she would struggle unless she got another job.
After grabbing her laptop, she began to look for any upcoming jobs or places she still hadn’t checked. The library post had been filled already, as had the receptionist job at the dentist. The thought of working at the dentist didn’t exactly fill her with joy, though.
The accounting firm wasn’t hiring at the moment, but she made a note to send them a copy of her résumé. She was good at what she did and was a hard worker.
She’d gotten jobs through college by just sending in a résumé.
With a new plan for the next few days, she closed down her laptop, lay down, and stared across the room.
She was lonely.
Her lips still tingled.
Eli.
Her next-door neighbor.
Was it corny to accept his offer or just plain stupid? She didn’t know and the truth was, could she keep it as no commitments? If her life became really fucked up, she had no doubt she’d be able to keep her shit to herself.
After all, if she didn’t pay her mortgage, she was as good as gone.
She thought about the curse of the houses. If what people said was true, did it mean Eli was her true love?
No. She scoffed at the idea.
It wouldn’t be possible and there was no way two houses at the bottom of a street could bring two people together. It just wouldn’t happen.
Not ever.
****
It had been a long time since he’d wanted to see his daughter go.
Eli smiled at his parents as they drove Katie away.
One week had been too damn long.
He should have taken her the night she offered herself up to him. Those plump lips, her tits, her ass. All of Ann was a temptation he wasn’t going to deny himself. His cock was already starting to thicken.
Entering his home, he closed and locked the door, wondering if she would come through the front door or the back. In the kitchen, he put the kettle on.
Alcohol was out of the question. He’d never taken a virgin, but being a gentle and tender lover wasn’t exactly rocket science.
It had been too long since he last had sex, and all week, when he was alone in his shower, he would think of Ann while touching his dick, imagining her tight heat. The feel of her wrapped around him.
The only thing he could wish for was going into her bareback. He’d never been inside a woman without a condom on, but he wasn’t going to take a chance. Even Katie’s mother had been a split condom, not because he wanted to feel her.
Whatever Ann was doing to his head, it would end tonight.
There was a knock at the door.
Finally.
He went back to his front door, checking to make sure it was her. It was.
Opening the door, he looked at her, smiling.
Her cheeks were red, and her hair was pinned up. It looked like she’d just taken a shower and she now wore a plain yellow dress. The thin straps showed him she hadn’t taken the time to put on a bra.
No complaints from him.
Banding an arm around her waist, he pulled her inside. “About fucking time,” he said, taking possession of her mouth.