Geeb & Ada – The Yoder Sisters Read Online ChaShiree M, M.K. Moore

Categories Genre: Insta-Love Tags Authors: ,
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Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
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“Well, I have to do some work so I will see you in the morning.” Disappointment falls over her face briefly before she smiles and walks up the stairs like an angel. I smack my head castigating myself for being an idiot. Luckily I can lose myself in newspaper work for the rest of the night. Lord knows it is going to be a long and hard one.

Chapter Six

Ada

One Week Later

All week Geeb has been showing me how much he wants our marriage to work. He’s left me notes propped against the now full fruit bowl on the island in the kitchen. He’s sent me flowers every day. When I admitted that I didn’t know what my favorite flower was he began sending me more than just roses. He’s even tried potted plants and little trees. The living room looks like a garden exploded in there as we try to figure out what my favorite is together. I feel like I’ve gotten to know him well. We’ve eaten dinner every night and talked about our days. Him at the office and me out at the ranch helping my sisters with the vegetable garden. Things are finally starting to come in. Sadie is excited to start selling the veggies. We’ve discussed everything we can. Things most couples discuss before marriage, but despite being Amish, or formally Amish in this case, our values line up. He’s introduced me to his favorite movies and tv shows. We sit next to each other on the couch, as close as we can possibly be, but at the end of the night he walks me to my room and kisses me on the forehead. The forehead! Who does that? I want more from him and I’m tired of waiting for it. I am ready to try my hand at seducing him. I’m sure it will be an epic failure, but I have to try. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I didn’t.

Lavinia suggested that I just stand in front of him naked and see what pops up. She’s so naughty. I’m sure her husband is the happiest of men. All I want to do is make mine happy. When I said I couldn’t do that, she suggested that I get a new book from the library. I’ve read Taken by the Mob Boss three times now and I think I’m ready. I want to be bent over the back of the couch and taken like an animal just like the heroine in the book. By Geeb. No other man will do. He’s still holding me at arm’s length and I’m over it. I want to be a wife in all ways.

Geeb is still at work and all I can think about is him inside of me. It dominates my thoughts all the time. I just got out of the shower and all I’ve managed to put on is a bra. I lie on my bed and spread my legs. For the first time, instead of going straight to the magic button between my legs, I tease myself. Starting with my nipples, I pinch and roll them with my fingers before sliding my flat palm down my belly to my pussy, as I learned it’s called. I’m already soaking wet just thinking about Geeb making me his. Finally, I can’t help imagining what his kiss will feel like and just on the lips. I want those lips on every inch of my body. I push two fingers into myself, shallowly. In and out, I push them imagining Geeb doing the same to me with his fingers and his cock. Thank God for books.

I whimper, needing more than I can give myself, but I try, Oh, God, do I try. I pull my wet fingers out and drag them up my slit. This isn’t going to be enough, I already know, but it should take the edge off.

I rub circles around my clit until my breathing hitches. I’m so close, thinking about Geeb the whole time. I hear a groan that isn’t my own. My eyes fly open, and I look over at my open door. As if I wished for him, Geeb is standing there, staring at me. His brown eyes, almost black right now, are darting back and forth between my face and my splayed open legs and what’s between them. In a split second, I make a decision. I continue to rub my pussy while I stare at him. His eyes don’t leave mine. I lick my lips and arch my back as my orgasm rushes through me. I cry out his name and that seems to break the spell between us.

“Shit. Fuck. I’m so sorry, Ada,” he says before turning tail and walking away from me.

I’m stunned for a second. Stunned that he left, but forget that. I jump up out of my bed and take off down the hall and open his bedroom door. I scan the room and don’t see him, but I hear the shower running.


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