Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
“This is different. It’s a person.”
“I know.” She smirks. “Something you can’t control.”
“Not for lack of trying,” I mumble, making her burst into laughter. At least someone finds it funny.
13
Willow
I hold my ripped shirt in my hand with no clue what I’m going to do. Him ripping my clothes off last night was crazy hot in the moment but not so much right now. I want to murder him for it. I have no clothes to wear! And his mother is in the kitchen. The one I basically did the run of shame out of. I swear I feel as though I’m going to have a panic attack.
My underwear is nowhere to be found either. I fling myself onto the bed. There went the possibility of this thing between Theo and me actually being something. I’ll never be able to look at his mom again. I can only imagine the things she’s thinking.
Oh no. What if his mom thinks he and Tiffany are together? That I should have known that after last night but I still hooked up with him anyway. This keeps getting worse.
When I hear the door open, I grab the blanket and pull it over me in the worst attempt to hide myself. If I stay under here then I don’t have to face anyone. This makes perfect sense to me.
When I feel the blanket slowly getting pulled off of me, I try to hold on but fail. I look up at Bear, who is smirking. I grab one of the pillows and throw it at his handsome face. I can’t believe he thinks this is funny. His mom probably thinks I’m some home-wrecking one-night stand, and he’s smiling so wide.
“You ruined my clothes.”
“I’ll buy you new ones.”
“Not the point.” I blow my hair out of my face as I sit up.
“How do you always look so damn sexy?” My insides flutter at his words.
He pushes me back down onto the bed, coming over me. He’s not even touching me really, and I’m getting turned on. I know what that mouth of his is capable of, and my body wants the pleasure that it knows it can give.
“I’m mad at you. Get off me.” I say the words but wrap my legs around him at the same time, not wanting him to go anywhere.
“I didn't know she was stopping by.” He leans down, kissing me. I melt into him, forgetting about everything else.
“You’re always distracting me with your mouth,” I moan.
“Not my fault. I can’t keep my mouth off you. You’re too tempting.” He goes for my neck. “You let anyone kiss you like this?” He pushes the shirt I’m wearing up as he slips down my body. “Answer me.” He nips at my stomach. I shake my head no.
“Bear.” My fingers tangle into his hair as his mouth goes to my sex. His fingers dig into my thighs. I want them to leave another mark on me.
His hold on me is possessive. It feels like he never wants to let me go. I know it’s dangerous for me to think those things, but I can’t help it when he’s acting this way. It doesn't take long before I’m coming while crying out his name.
“You calm now?” he asks, licking his lips.
“You went down on me to calm me down?” I let out a sigh because I do feel relaxed.
“No. I enjoy the fuck out of eating your pussy.” My face flushes at his bluntness.
“Bear!” He lets out a deep sexy chuckle. I roll over, trying to scramble to the other side of the bed. He grabs me, biting my ass. I let out a small scream. He kisses the spot he bit before releasing me. I climb over to the other side of the bed.
“Your mom!” I throw my hand over my mouth. It dawns on me that I wasn’t quiet at all when Bear’s mouth was on me. Oh God!
“She’s gone, but she’ll be back if we don’t show up to dinner tonight.”
I take a deep breath, feeling relieved.
“What?” I almost fall off the other side of the bed, but Bear grabs me pulling me back to his side. He lifts me, throwing me over his shoulder. “What are you doing?”
“I need a shower, and I don’t trust you won’t make a run for it.” How does he know me so well already? I would have made a run for it.
He puts me on my feet as he pulls my shirt off at the same time. He stares at me for a long moment, forgetting what he was doing. I can see the hunger in his eyes, even though he just had his mouth on me minutes ago.
“Your turn.” My eyes drop to his sweatpants. Without hesitation he drops them. My eyes go to his cock, which is pointing straight at me. He wraps his hand around it, giving it a few strokes before he turns, giving me a glimpse of that fine ass of his, one that would put Captain America’s to shame. He turns on the water, and I swear watching the beads form on his skin and ripple down his body is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen in my life.