Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“He’s giving up other vaginas because you told him yours was off-limits to him. Which means he wants yours more. That’s major for Levi,” Trinity said in a hushed voice.
Maddy nodded. “She’s right. It really is.”
I caught myself chewing on my bottom lip. Was this a good thing? We hadn’t had sex yet. What if I was bad at it? What would happen when he realized he missed good sex?
“All right, Maddy, he’s all yours,” Trev announced, walking up with a wet, wiggling Cree under his arm. “I’m ready to take my girl home.”
Gypsi smiled at him.
“Mommy!” Cree squealed. “Gyppy bite him. Dat’s bad. Tell huwa!”
Trev smirked at Gypsi. “She’s a very bad girl, Cree.”
“Time-out!” Cree shouted and pointed at her.
“She’s getting punished, I promise,” Trev told him, then put him down in front of Maddy.
Trev walked over and took Gypsi’s hand to pull her up. She pushed at his wet chest playfully as he tugged her against him. I watched as she laughed at something he had said in her ear.
Being around all these couples who were madly in love made it hard to accept my situation. It wasn’t fair to any man to love me though. As much as I ached for that feeling, it was best that Levi wasn’t in danger of loving me. My forever was much shorter than most.
“No, no bite big dawg,” Cree scolded Gypsi.
Trev held out his fist, and Cree ran up and hit it with his own fist. “See you later, little dawg.”
“Bye, big dawg!” he called out as he took off running toward Blaise.
My eyes connected with Levi’s again. He nodded his head toward the house. He was ready to go upstairs. Oh God, I was nervous now. This thing we had was fragile, new, uncertain. I didn’t want to mess it up. End it too soon. I wished I felt comfortable enough to ask someone how to not be bad at sex.
Slowly, I stood up and said my goodbyes.
I’d asked for this last night with my saying I wanted to have sex. I hadn’t thought at the time that he’d agree to be exclusive with me. Now that I’d had a taste of his being mine today, I had something to lose. Something much more important than my virginity. Levi’s interest in me. Time with him.
Heading inside, I glanced back as Levi spoke to Blaise. He, Maddy, and Cree were getting their things together to leave too. I wanted a shower. That would give me time to either calm down or get more worked up over sucking at sex.
Lost in my anxious thoughts, I reached for the door to my room.
“Wrong room.” Levi’s deep voice startled me. I hadn’t realized he was so close behind me.
I spun around to look at him. Licking my lips, I tried to think of something to say in order to delay this. I wasn’t ready. Not at all.
Levi went to his door and opened it, then stood back and looked at me. “Aspen.” He sounded impatient.
“Maybe we should wait,” I suggested.
His eyes narrowed, and he walked over to me. “For what?” he asked as his hand took my elbow and directed me back to his door.
I paused, and he gave me a gentle push, causing me to go inside before he followed me in. His chest pressed against my back as he slammed the door behind him.
Closing my eyes, I tried to will myself to calm down. Levi’s hands took my hair, moving it off my shoulders.
“This morning, you were moaning in my lap while rubbing your wet pussy on my cock,” he reminded me as he pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Last night, you boldly told me you wanted to have sex. You wanted to do all of it.” He kissed the curve of my neck. “What’s changed?”
He was making me forget everything with his lips brushing against my skin. I needed to remember the problem. I couldn’t let him get me worked up. Maybe I could find a how-to video or pointers online.
“I just …” I said, struggling with words as his hand slipped under my shirt and slid up my stomach.
“You just what?” he whispered before he tugged down my bra and squeezed my breast.
“What if I’m bad at it?” I blurted out.
His hand stilled. His warm breath tickled my ear. “You’re worried you’ll be bad at fucking?” He sounded like he was trying not to laugh.
I nodded, then let out a frustrated whimper when he began tugging on my nipple.
“You won’t be,” he whispered in my ear.
“How do you know?”
He slid his other hand down the front of my panties. My knees buckled as his talented fingers began touching me. I let my head fall back on his chest, opening my legs further. I was forgetting my question and the reason for my concern.