Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 76609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
My orgasm poured over me, washing over me like a flash flood, something I’d never experienced before.
And Drew had given me many, many orgasms before.
In fact, he’d given me the best ones of my life, but this one. This one took the cake, for sure.
I didn’t know if it was the way he’d gotten me there and then prolonged it. Or if it was because he’d found the perfect spot from an angle that I’d never felt before.
Regardless, it was something that needed to be forever remembered.
“Christ,” Drew groaned, his cock jerking inside of me.
Then the warmth of his release flooded my pussy, and I closed my eyes in pure bliss at the feeling.
I was on birth control now, after not one, but two mishaps.
It’d been a struggle to get birth control when I couldn’t go out of the house, but after a note from Drew’s sister explaining the situation, they’d prescribed them to me.
After I showed them the negative pregnancy test I’d been forced to take.
“That one felt like it was yanked from my spine,” he breathed, letting my legs go one by one, then collapsing on top of me.
I giggled, wrapping my arms around his neck, uncaring of the fact he was getting us both sweaty now.
“You’re going to be late,” I whispered into his ear.
He mumbled something, then pushed himself off me, leaving me in heap on the bed.
“You’re gonna have to wash those sheets,” he said on a laugh, eyeing my butt. “Sorry about that.”
I lifted a hand in an ‘I don’t care’ gesture, then let it fall back to the bed while he chuckled at my exhilaration.
“Your blog?” He reminded me, drying himself off with a towel and tossing it to me.
It hit my lower half, concealing me from his gaze.
“What about it?” I asked, eyes closed.
He full out laughed then.
“Get up,” he said, tickling my foot.
I shrieked, jerking my foot away and rolling out of pure reflex.
“Ack!” I said, getting up onto my knees and scrambling off the bed, knowing damn good and well he’d keep at it until I got up.
Once I was out of bed, he gathered me to him and slanted his mouth down over mine.
“See you later, gator,” he rumbled sweetly, punctuating the statement with a small kiss to my forehead.
I leaned up onto my tip toes, kissed his scruffy jaw, and replied.
“After a while, crocodile.”
***
I had some nipple clamps in my hand, taking a picture of them with my phone, when my doorbell rang.
Dropping all of my goodies onto the coffee table, I stood up and hurried to the door.
I guess I expected about a million possibilities, but not a single one of them was Drew’s ex-wife and his daughter.
“I guess since he’s spending so much time with you lately that this is as good of a place as any,” Drew’s ex said sourly, dropping a very packed bag onto the ground between her feet and mine. “But this shit is no longer mine to deal with. Not after what she just told me. Have a nice life, Attie.”
Then, without another word, she left and didn’t look back, taking the brand new truck Drew gave to Attie with her.
“Ummm,” I said slowly. “Do you want to come in?”
Attie burst out crying, throwing herself at me.
“He’s going to kill me!”
An hour later I was sitting on the couch, looking across the room at Attie.
She was asleep on the love seat that was catty corner to the couch I was sitting on.
A big, blue afghan covered her lower half, and her arms were curled around a throw pillow that was hugged tightly to her body.
Every few seconds a little hiccough slipped past her lips, and I was officially not in a good place.
The click of my front door sounded, causing me to look up at the beautiful man coming into the room, a large smile overtaking his face the moment he saw me.
Just when he was about to say something, though, I held up my hand and pointed at the love seat.
His brows lowered in confusion, and I sighed, knowing I might as well get it over with.
Getting up and starting toward him without another word, I prayed Attie would stay sleeping and not interrupt until I told him everything that had happened.
Gesturing for him to back outside, I followed him out and closed the door firmly behind us.
Hopefully, if he heard it from me, he’d get all the yelling out before he got to Attie.
“What’s going on?” He asked.
I licked my lips nervously, my finger going to my teeth out of pure uneasiness.
“Drew,” I said. “Everyone’s alright. She didn’t kill anyone. She’s not sick. But her mom kicked her out.”
“You’re shitting me,” he said stiffly, his muscles locking the moment I got to the kicked out part.
“No,” I breathed. “I’m not. She dropped her off to me about an hour ago, and I got the full explanation from her before she fell asleep.”