Total pages in book: 213
Estimated words: 201920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1010(@200wpm)___ 808(@250wpm)___ 673(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 201920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1010(@200wpm)___ 808(@250wpm)___ 673(@300wpm)
I have to lick my lower lip to keep from saying anything. She has no idea. “I guess we’re both a little different, but can I tell you a secret?”
She only nods, her hair ruffling against the pillow as she does. “I’ve always wanted you.”
With her teeth sinking into her bottom lip, she tries to stifle her smile, but she can’t.
“Aw, aren’t you cute when you blush?” I tease her, and I’m rewarded with a little more of a smile.
“What if we did do something?” she asks after a moment. Her breathing picks up and I can feel her nervousness.
I nearly groan from my cock leaking precum at the thought of doing something with her.
“What kind of something?” I ask her, doing my best to tread lightly. I get the feeling that she’d run from me and put those walls back up if I made a single misstep. I’m so eager to be inside of her, I could stumble and fall my way down a flight of stairs into fucking this up.
She shrugs and waits for me to say something.
“Is there anything you wouldn’t do?” I ask her out of pure curiosity. With her hips, the image of her face down on my bed with her ass up is everything I want right now. My cock stiffens again at the thought and this time I let out a small groan.
Her eyes travel away from my gaze and downward.
“I’m sure there’s a lot I wouldn’t do… or maybe not,” she says absently. “My friend said she liked being choked.” The mention of choking catches me off guard. Of all the things for my innocent Chloe Rose to say, that wasn’t one I couldn’t have guessed.
“You want me to choke you?” I ask her, not hiding my surprise.
“No!” Pushing her hand against my chest, she backpedals real quick. “You were just asking what I wouldn’t want to do but I don’t know what that list would be.” She nestles back down as I try to think of what she needs to hear next.
I know what I want to say. I want to go through my list of all the dirty shit I want to do to her and then have her tell me where her limits are. But I’m pretty sure that’ll have her jumping out of bed faster than I can finish my laundry list of how to make Chloe Rose cum harder than she ever has before.
Confusion mars my face; I can feel it in the deep crease on my forehead. “I’m getting some mixed signals here, and I don’t want to fuck this up.” It’s such a simple thing to admit that, but as I swallow, I feel more vulnerable than I have in a long time. Probably since the day she ran from me in school, when she ran out the door and I followed her.
“I don’t want to fuck it up either,” she whispers and then leans in closer, pressing a small, quick kiss to my lips. Before I can deepen it, she’s already pulling away. My hand was already half up, ready to spear through her hair and keep her pressed to me, but I’m too slow, too shocked that she’d make the first move.
“If we did do something, it would only be because I think I would sleep really well after,” she tells me softly, watching my expression and judging my reaction.
“You love lying to me, don’t you?” I ask her with a cocked brow as I stretch out, putting one arm behind her head. She lets out a small laugh but also inches closer and rests her cheek on my arm.
With her thumbnail between her teeth, she keeps her arm up between us and I don’t miss how the bottom half of her body is still farther away from me.
I glance at the clock and see how late it is before taking a look back at her, nestled in my arm with her eyes closed.
“What if tonight you take from me, whatever you want?” I offer her and then say the second half of my suggestion when her eyes flutter open. “And tomorrow night, I take from you. Whatever I want.” My blood pressure rises instantly at the thought of her agreeing. I’m hot and wound up and ready to make a deal with her. “Whatever you want,” I add.
Her lips part and there’s a sudden movement of the bed along with the comforter. “You have to squeeze your thighs together like that?” I tease her even though the very thought of her scissoring her legs right now is killing me.
“We can do that,” she agrees in a single breath. Again, she inches closer, so close, but her ass is still pointed the wrong way.
“How do you want me?” I ask her and then add, “Tomorrow night when you’re ready, that’s how I want you to ask me too.” I’m so damn hard at the thought of her asking me that I nearly lose it when she nods her head in agreement.