Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 81520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
“Take a picture,” she says. “I want to see myself through your eyes.”
I do as she says, taking a few pictures. But when I click on them to show her, my attention strays back to her because she’s arching her back now, unclipping her bra and taking it all the way off. Her perfect round tits are paler than the rest of her from wearing a bathing suit, and my mouth waters, wanting to take her rose-dusted nipples into my mouth.
As if she can hear my thoughts, she drags her hands down her chest slowly, seductively, landing on her nipples. She tweaks them, making them even harder than what they already were, before she continues downward to her underwear. She hooks her fingers into the sides and drags them down her creamy thighs. She has the perfect triangle of neatly trimmed hair between her legs, and all I can think about is burying my face in her pussy.
“Are you going to take a picture?” she asks softly.
“No, I wouldn’t risk it.” Too many celebrities have gotten their phones hacked, their private pictures stolen. I shouldn’t have even taken the ones I did.
“Here,” she says, reaching forward and grabbing her camera. “Use this.”
I take it from her and turn it on. I have no idea how the hell to use this thing, but I’m assuming I can just point and click. I do as such and take several pictures of Layla sprawled out on my couch, naked and fucking gorgeous.
I’m taking a picture of her when I notice through the lens that she’s spread her legs, exposing her pussy. Pictures forgotten, I drop the camera onto the coffee table and give her my full attention.
“We were supposed to take things slow. If you don’t want—”
She presses two fingers against my lips, silencing me the same way I’ve done to her in the past. “Our pace… not fast or slow. We do what we want, and tonight, I want to be with you. Some would say it’s too fast since we’ve only just decided to give this thing between us a go. And some, our friends and probably you, would say this has been a long time coming.” She laughs softly. “So we do what we want because I want this. I want you.”
I stare into her eyes for several seconds, looking for any sign that she’s not sure, but all I see is a beautiful, confident woman lying on the couch, wanting to be with me. But still, I have to ask.
“This isn’t…” I clear my throat, hating to bring that asshole into my home, into this moment. “This isn’t to try to rid what happened with him, right?”
I don’t have to say his name for her to know who and what I’m talking about. “No,” she says with conviction in her tone. “I will admit, I’m looking forward to having a new experience to fill my head, but I’m not using you to make what he did go away. Nothing we do will make what he did go away. Also…” She releases a harsh breath. “I don’t think…” She flinches, suddenly looking nervous, maybe embarrassed, for the first time.
“What? Tell me.”
“He… He did it in my… butt.” She whispers the last word, her face flushing in embarrassment. “We’d never had sex like that before, and when he forced me, it was back there. So maybe we don’t…”
“I won’t touch you there,” I promise while mentally counting backward from ten to calm myself. If we were in New York, I’m not sure I’d be able to hold back from going after him. No, that’s not true. I know I wouldn’t be able to because what the fuck is wrong with him to not only rape Layla, but there? Knowing it would hurt her worse. He’s going to pay. I don’t care what it takes. I will make him pay for what he’s done to her.
“Maybe one day,” she continues, her voice small.
“Layles…” I pull her legs toward me, so I can get closer to her face, and her legs hug my waist. “Everything we do or don’t do is up to you. You’re leading, baby. I’m just following. Okay? You tell me what you want, and I’ll make it happen. You tell me there’s something you don’t like, and it goes into the no pile.”
She nods, a tiny smile appearing. “Well, if that’s the case, I would like for you to fuck me now.”
A short laugh shoots out of me. “Oh, yeah? Is that what you want?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Your wish is my command. But first…” I scoop her up into my arms, making her squeal in shock. “I’m going to make you come several times.”
“What are you doing?” she asks as I carry her down the hall.
“Taking you to my room. There’s no way I’m risking anyone seeing you like this.”