Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 99313 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 397(@250wpm)___ 331(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99313 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 397(@250wpm)___ 331(@300wpm)
Daisy shrugs. “I’m sure he would be, but my sex life is none of Noah’s business. Just like his is none of mine.” She tilts her head to the side. “See how that works?”
This girl is not helping the situation.
I moisten my lips and try again. “He doesn’t want you hooking up with his friends. And he sure as hell wouldn’t want you with me.”
“It doesn’t matter what Noah wants,” she bites out. “It only matters what you and I want.”
Shit. This isn’t going the way I anticipated.
Even though it’s not true, I say, “I don’t want this, Daisy.”
Hurt flashes across her face. As much as I want to stuff the lie back in my mouth, I can’t. This is the way it needs to be. In the silence of the room, her choppy breaths fill my ears like the roar of the ocean.
“We live together. Us fucking would only complicate matters,” I admit. “I don’t want that, do you?”
“Wow. Okay.” She releases a breath. “I wasn’t expecting you to say that.” She pauses and adds, “Not after last night.”
“We both drank too much,” I cut in. “Things got a little carried away.”
Her lips flatten into a thin line and her eyes harden. “That’s not true and you know it.” I open my mouth and she holds up a hand to shut me down. “I’m not going to let you twist what happened into something it wasn’t,” she snaps. “If you’re having regrets, then just admit it.”
“I’m having regrets.” I hold my breath, half-prepared to be junk punched, but it doesn’t happen. Instead, she trails her fingers over my nuts.
In my experience, most girls don’t take rejection well.
Is she waiting for me to lower my guard and then attack like a ninja?
Although I’m lying here naked with my package on display. I’m not sure how much lower my guard can get. I’m tense as hell waiting for her reaction. But all she does is caress my sensitive flesh and play with my balls before stroking her way up my shaft. Which, damn it to hell, grows harder by the second.
Apparently, my dick has abandoned the plan.
“Daisy,” I groan.
Her eyes lift to mine. “Yes?”
“What are you doing?”
She fists my erection with one hand while using the other to play with my sac. By this point, the mission has been completely aborted. It’s full throttle ahead.
“You’re a smart guy, Carter,” she whispers. “I really thought it would be obvious.”
“We can’t do this,” I mutter in protest. Not that it’s doing me any good.
“Don’t you like it?”
Her oh-so-talented fingers are relentless.
“Fuck, yeah. You do that any longer,” I admit, “and I’m going to come all over the place.”
Her hand is still wrapped around my thick length when she leans down and places a kiss against the tip. I squeeze my eyes tight. If she gives me another blow job, I’m done for. My eyes fly open as all the warmth surrounding me disappears and Daisy hops naked off the bed. My brows snap together in confusion.
A devilish smile curves her lips as she gives me a little wave. “Thanks for last night, Carter.”
And then she’s gone, slipping out the door.
I drop my head to the pillow and stare up at the ceiling before blowing out a breath. My dick is rock hard and throbbing. Apparently, it won’t be getting any of that sweet unicorn pussy after all.
Which is for the best.
Yeah…that’s fucking horseshit and my dick damn well knows it.
24
DAISY
Iplunk my messenger bag on the floor next to the table Olivia has commandeered at the library and drop onto the chair across from her. Other than a quick text letting me know that she’d made it home safely, we haven’t spoken about last night. I’m dying to know if anything happened with Tanner.
I pray for her sake that it did.
In true Olivia fashion, her books are spread out on the table in neat, orderly piles. Olivia has always been studious. I suspect that she has channeled all her sexual frustration into her classes.
When she doesn’t immediately launch into the details, I throw my arms wide. “Well? Don’t keep me in suspense. Talk to me about last night!”
A few people turn and shush me.
I lower my brows and shush them right back.
Give me a break.
It’s noon on a Sunday and these people are already hunkered down at the library. Clearly, they have no lives.
Present company excluded, of course.
I’ve only dragged my butt here to meet up with my bestie. Olivia informed me that she’d be camped out here for the foreseeable future. She’s a freak about her grades. Nothing less than a solid A will do.
From what I’ve pieced together over the years, Olivia’s parents ride her pretty hard. They weren’t happy with the degree program she chose, but I’m proud of her for sticking with it and not caving under their pressure. I figured she’d apply to medical school like her father, but that hasn’t happened.