Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 29008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
“This is it. My home… I mean, I hope it’s going to be our home.”
She’s looking around wide-eyed, and I’m trying to make sense of her expression. Does she like it? Does she hate it? Can she see herself being happy here? I lead her from room to room, showing her the kitchen, the dining room, the living room. I take her upstairs and show her the three bedrooms, the office, and the bathrooms.
She’s quiet the whole time, and when we get to the last room, my bedroom, I stand in the doorway as she walks in, letting her hand trail along the dresser before peaking into the large bathroom. I cross my arms over my chest. “Any of this can be changed. As a matter of fact, I want this to be a home you love, so I want you to decorate or do whatever.”
She sits down on the edge of the bed, and I know that image is going to be ingrained into my mind forever.
She lifts her chin and looks at me. “I really like your house, Cole.”
I let out a breath. “Good, I’m glad because I want—”
She holds a hand up. “For tonight, can we not talk about tomorrow or the future or the crazy proposal? Can we just be two people that went on a date, had a good time, and are not ready for it to end?”
My hand drops to my side, and I can barely croak out, “Yes.”
She stands up and slowly kicks off one shoe and then the other. My heart is racing, and my hands fist.
She grabs her dress by the hem and pulls it up her body, not stopping until she has it over her head. She lays it on the chair next to the bed and then turns to face me. I take in her black panties and matching bra. She’s curvy and tempting in a way that has me taking a step toward her, fighting temptation.
She reaches behind her back and undoes her bra, letting the straps fall from her shoulders and then pulling the silky material from her breasts.
All I can do is take another step toward her. She puts her fingers into the front of her panties, and the room goes completely still as she pulls them down her thighs, steps out of them, and tosses them to where her dress is lying.
Unable to hold back a second longer, I step toward her. I want to touch her everywhere, but I lift her chin so she’s looking at me. “You don’t have to do this. We can wait.”
She smiles. “I want you, Cole. Since I first laid eyes on you, I’ve wanted you. Let me have this.”
Her words take me back a bit. Is she thinking that this is a one-time thing? Does she really think that she can give herself to me and that one time will be enough? That I’ll get my fill of her or something? That’s crazy.
I’m about to tell her so when she undoes a button on my shirt. I let her do it. One by one, she unfastens the small buttons, and I can’t take my eyes off her.
When she reaches the last one, she slides her hands up my abdomen and across my chest. My head falls back in satisfaction. I’m hard, my dick already oozing with precum, and somehow I’ve gotta make it through this without embarrassing myself like some teenage boy getting laid for the first time.
I help her remove my shirt and then I pull her against me. The feel of her hot skin against mine brings an overwhelming need that I can’t tame.
Her nipples are pebbled against my chest. I put a hand to her back, pulling her flush against me.
She holds me tightly, and then her hand slides down my body, and she cups my hard manhood through my trousers. “You have too many clothes on, Cole.”
She undoes the button and slowly lowers my zipper. She reaches into my underwear and wraps her hand around my girth.
Her gasp brings me from my daze. Her eyes are round as she looks at me skeptically. “This is not going to fit.”
I chuckle. “Honey, I have a feeling it’s going to fit perfectly.”
I shuck off my underwear and pants and then lift Luna into my arms, carrying her to the bed. Gently, I lay her down and then follow to hover over her. It’s crazy, but looking into her eyes, the words I want to say to her are that I love her. She won’t want to hear it, though, so I keep my mouth closed and decide to show her how I feel instead.
I start with her mouth, kissing her until we’re both breathless.
Then I trail kisses along her neck and collarbone. Her body stretches, and her back arches in need.