Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 69847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
“Did y’all try to find out where they were coming from?” I asked.
“We did. We even went to the police. They said that they couldn’t do anything. That there was no next move for them. Maybe, with time, we could’ve worked with a department had we been able to stay in one spot. But we move around so much that it’s impossible.”
I inwardly cursed. I knew she was right, yet that didn’t make me feel any better.
If she was this hesitant to open it, then maybe we should throw it away…
“Fuck it.” She grabbed the knife and hacked into the box.
I blinked when I saw what was inside.
“Um, underwear?” I asked curiously.
Her face flamed and she threw the box to the side.
“What is it?” I asked as a note flipped free of the box in her haste to push it off the bed.
“Nothing,” she grumbled.
I flipped open the note and blinked at the words.
Tony,
Figured you’d want the period panties since you’ll be gone so long. Let me know if you need anything else.
Hades
“Period panties?” I asked.
She sighed and threw herself on the bed, speaking into the mattress as she explained.
I only got every third word, but I got the gist of it.
“Period panties. Ones…have seen some use…you know what I mean. Stained…well loved,” she complained.
So ones she wasn’t afraid to make a mess in.
Why would her sister send those? Unless that was her sole purpose in sending them—embarrassing her sister.
“Did she send them just to make you squirm or something?” I asked.
“I think we’ve already talked about how my sister is an asshole,” she countered.
We had.
But seriously…why?
Her phone pinged, and before she could pull it away from where it was settled between us on the bed, I got a glimpse of the screen.
Hades: did you get my gift?
“I should block her,” she grumbled darkly.
She should do more than block her. She should cut and run.
“You should definitely ignore the holy hell out of her,” I challenged. “And I have just the way to distract you.”
She tilted her face just enough so she could see me out of the corner of her eye.
“How?” she groused.
I twisted so that I was lying on my back, then pulled her into my front.
She came willingly but hid her face in my pec.
I curled a strand of her hair around my fingers, twisting and turning it until it was knotted slightly, causing her to laugh.
Pulling away, she said, “You’re not supposed to mess with curly hair, you know.”
I didn’t.
But I doubted even though I now knew, I’d control my urge.
I moved my hand up the length of her side, my fingers finding the swell of her backside for a few long moments before I squeezed.
There were just so many features that I loved about Ari. But her ass was one of my favorites.
She sighed and melted deeper into me, making my heart thump hard.
“We have exactly four hours of daylight left,” she pushed up onto her elbows, using my sore chest to do it. “This has to be quick.”
I felt like I’d just won the Super Bowl as I ripped her shirt off her head.
She laughed as she rolled over and started to kick off her leggings.
When she was completely naked, I traveled down her body, my tongue leading the way.
“Just a bit of a taste first…” I said as I took my first lick of her pussy.
She groaned, her head falling back as I feasted on her pussy. Licking and tasting my way until she was a quivering mess.
“Slone, please,” she pleaded. “I’m ready.”
I was, too. More than ready.
But the taste of her was addicting and I couldn’t get enough.
I was so focused on her taste that I didn’t feel her making her move until it was too late.
She twisted with me and pressed me down onto the bed, her body hovering over my own.
I skimmed my hands up the length of her sides, moving until I cupped her breasts in my big hands.
“You know,” she said as she watched me do it. “I always thought my breasts were on the larger side, but when they’re in your hands, they look tiny.”
“A lot of things look tiny in my hands,” I pointed out.
She leaned down and pressed a kiss to my throat.
Then farther down right above my left nipple.
When she got to my sternum, I caught her by the hair and said, “Not this time, sweetheart.”
I wanted it, sure. But I wanted to be inside of that sweet pussy even more.
She gripped my cock with her hand and squeezed.
“Let me,” she whined.
“Maybe later,” I teased. “Remember, you wanted this to be fast?”
She sighed. “You’re right.”
Then she was moving so that her pussy was hovering over my cock.
“Take me in, baby.”
And she did.
With one slow glide down, she was taking me inside of her.
My breath hitched, and my heart started to speed.