Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 37197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
When our orgasms ebb and I soften and slip out of her, I collapse onto the couch and pull Harlow down next to me. She lays her head down on my chest, clinging to me tightly, and she shudders as my fingertips dance lightly across her back. We lie together in silence for several long moments as we catch our breath and gather our wits about us again. A smile stretches my lips and I place a soft kiss on the crown of her head.
“I was not expecting this,” I say. “You are just full of surprises.”
“More than you know.”
“I look forward to finding out.”
She turns her head and looks up at me, beaming, and those breathtaking eyes sparkling, seeming to see straight through me.
“Me too,” she says.
10
HARLOW
“Peanut butter and chocolate and mint chip?” Hunter asks.
“Peanut butter and chocolate and mint chip. It’s absolutely divine,” I reply.
“I’ll take your word for it.”
“You don’t know what you’re missing, Mister.”
He laughs as the girl hands me my double-scoop ice cream cone. Done with that, she fixes his Rocky Road ice cream cone and hands it over to him. Hunter pays quickly, and we walk out of the shop. We stroll down the street after a wonderful dinner, eating our ice cream. The whole night has been amazing. Actually, the last couple of weeks have been amazing.
Hunter finally got cleared to go back to work, but we’ve been spending every free minute we have each other. I feel closer to him already than I’ve ever felt to anybody in my entire life. He’s just so open and genuine. He’s so thoughtful and kind. And despite his gruff exterior and usual demeanor, with me, he’s always tender and gentle. Unless I don’t want him to be. As thoughts of our sexual escapades flash through my mind, my cheeks flush and my belly grows warm.
Truth be told, I don’t have a lot of experience with sex. I’m not a prude and I would never condemn anybody else for having a healthy and active sex life with multiple partners. For me, though, it’s always been important that I have feelings for the person I give myself to. I’ve always wanted sex to be meaningful and not just something to do. That’s just my personal thing. And sex with Hunter has been super meaningful to me.
The connection we seem to share is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. It’s powerful. It’s effortless. And it feels real to me. We haven’t spoken about our burgeoning relationship—I just don’t think we’re quite at that point yet. But I know for my part, I have no desire to see anybody else, and I hope he feels the same. When he looks at me, I feel like he really sees me. I feel like his feelings are growing for me the way mine are growing for him. Emotionally speaking, everything between us feels natural. It feels right.
And the sex… it’s mind-blowing. Absolutely mind-blowing. Even putting the earth-shattering orgasms I have aside, Hunter just seems to know what buttons to push. He just seems to have an innate ability to know what I like that gets me off. When we’re together, he seems more focused on pleasing me than he is on getting himself off. Most guys, at least guys my age, are really only interested in getting off without even stopping to care whether I’ve been pleased or not. Maybe it’s Hunter’s age, but he’s the exact opposite. It’s such a rare quality.
Being with Hunter has unlocked levels of my own sexuality I didn’t know existed. He’s made me more naturally open to things I never considered before. I like it when we’re a little rough and he kind of manhandles me. I love that he makes me feel like such a small, delicate girl. I’ve never thought I was a role-play sort of girl, but I absolutely love how hot he gets when I call him Daddy. He seems to get a little rougher and more forceful. And as much as I love it when we’re slow and tender, it gets me off even harder when he’s more assertive and dominating like that.
“Thank you for tonight,” I say. “And thank you for the last couple of weeks.”
“No need to thank me for anything,” he replies. “I’m just glad that we’ve gotten to spend so much time together. I’m enjoying being with you.”
“I’m enjoying being with you, too.”
We walk together, eating our ice cream and enjoying each other’s company. Everything between us has just seemed so easy that in some ways, it’s a little disconcerting. I can’t say I’ve ever been with somebody where it all seemed so easy. I look over and give him a smile.
“I’ve always had a crush on you,” I admit. “But I never actually believed this would be possible. I never thought I’d be with you.”