Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 49949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Renee pulls her top down to cover her breasts, but her stiff nipples are even more noticeable now through the top than before. She shifts uncomfortably while she fixes her shirt. I jump to my feet and try to remember where my car keys are.
“Where are you going?”
“I can’t be here when he wakes up,” I tell her, hoping she understands how hard it will be for me to look Colt in the eye after what just happened.
She nods and stands up.
“I’ll walk you out.”
On our walk to the front door, I spot my keys in the kitchen. I grab them and head to the entrance.
“Thank you,” Renee says, leaning against the front door before I can open it.
She has the sweetest, most peaceful smile on her face.
“I don’t know if you should be thanking me,” I say, feeling guilty.
“Kane, you made me feel incredible. There’s nothing wrong with that.”
She stands on her tip-toes and kisses my cheek.
“It was incredible for me, too,” I wink.
She pushes her hair behind her ears and smiles slyly. Standing on her tip-toes again, she moves toward my mouth this time. I wrap my arm around her back and pull her into a sexy kiss that makes me not want to leave.
Her kiss now is different than our first one was. She’s more confident now, bolder.
“Sweet dreams,” she says, patting my chest and backing away.
“You’re a bad girl,” I shake my head at her before leaving.
On the drive home, I keep replaying the night. From Renee’s teasing to her hot body in the flesh to those seductive eyes… and to her tight wetness that had brought me to orgasm.
As I pull into my driveway, I remember something… Renee blackmailed me into having sex with her, and I gave in, but I didn’t get my fucking journal back!
9
Renee
I can’t stop smiling to myself as I eat breakfast the next morning. I can’t believe I got Kane to actually fuck me! It was so hot that I’m getting wet just thinking about last night. Too bad I couldn’t see Kane completely naked, but seeing his huge cock and feeling it inside of my tiny pussy was pure pleasure.
And his kisses! Oh my God, he made me realize just how freaking bad of a kisser Billy actually was. Kane’s kiss was soft and tender, yet demanding and sensual.
“Are you okay?”
I jump, clanking my spoon against my cereal bowl as Daddy looks at me with the coffee pot in his hand.
“I’m great!”
Dad eyes me cautiously. “You seem way too chipper this morning. What are you up to? Cutting school?”
“No, I wasn’t planning on it,” I tease. “I’m just in a good mood.”
“Glad to hear that,” he says, kissing the top of my head. “Listen, I don’t think I can take you to that college visit next weekend.”
I pretend to look upset over it.
“Oh, bummer,” I pout. “I understand.”
Dad shakes his head at me.
“Don’t look too disappointed. I’ve found another chaperone to escort you,” he smirks.
“Daddy,” I whine. “A chaperone? What do you mean?”
I imagine Dad plans to ask my grandparents to take me, and as much as I love them, I can’t imagine spending a weekend with them. Grandma loves to talk about fiber and bowel movements while Grandpa gets ramped up about politics. But in his old age, he can barely keep track of who is president anymore.
“I’m going to ask Kane to go with you. Is that okay with you? Not that you have a choice,” Dad says smugly, as if he’s enjoying forcing me to visit a school against my will.
I don’t want to burst his bubble and let him know I’d love to spend the weekend with Kane… even if I have to suffer through a college tour to have it!
Trying not to seem too eager, I shrug my shoulders and reply in a monotone voice.
“I guess that’s cool.”
“Alright, I’ll call him later and see if he’s free.”
A few minutes later, I meet Chastity outside, and we walk to the bus stop together.
“Ugh, I had so much homework last night,” she complains. “Isn’t senior year supposed to be easy?”
I laugh. “You’re the one who makes it harder than it is.”
“So, what did you do last night? You never responded to my text.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I was distracted,” I smirk.
“Don’t tell me you got back together with Billy,” Chastity scoffs while rolling her eyes.
“No, we’re definitely done. I just watched a really good movie with my dad.”
I decide to keep Kane my little secret for now, knowing that eventually, I’ll tell Chastity all of the details of my official first time. For now, though, I want last night to remain between Kane and me. The naughtiness and secrecy of our hook-up makes it all the more wonderful to me.
We get to the bus stop, and Chastity stares at me.