Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 29029 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29029 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
This woman who was ripped from me years ago, never to be replaced, by Mimi or anyone else.
And now, she’s back. By some miracle she came back to me.
I can’t blow this.
I need to give everything I have and take everything she offers. And as much as I want to get inside her—to fuck her hard and fast—I can’t risk that. First, it’s probably not what she needs or wants, and second? If this is the only time? I want it to last.
So I extend this kiss—this beautiful meeting of our souls—for as long as I can.
My entire body is on fire, and my dick is rock hard and ready. But still I kiss her, and still she responds.
To my shock, she responds more to this kiss than she did to my gentle kiss.
Perhaps gentleness is not what she needs or desires.
Perhaps—
Then I stop thinking.
I pour all my heart and soul into this kiss. If this kiss were words, it would be my confession of undying love to Jenna Holland. It would tell her how I’ve loved her since she disappeared, and how no other woman could compete with her memory.
And now that she’s back?
I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that she is the only woman I’ll ever love, ever be capable of loving.
That’s what this kiss tells her.
Will she understand? I can only hope she can at least feel a tiny morsel of what I’m feeling.
I pull her to me, grab both her cheeks, hold her face.
Kiss her deeply and then more deeply. I let one hand stray from her face, smooth over her neck, her shoulder, until—
I gently touch her breast.
She shivers slightly, but she doesn’t stop me.
I cup her as best I can with our bodies clasped together so tightly.
And God, my dick responds. My whole body responds.
What will I do when I see her naked? If already I’m so powerless?
I give her round breast a tight squeeze, and then I find her hard nipple beneath the silky fabric of her prom dress.
I can’t help myself. I flick my fingertip over it.
A tiny gasp comes from her mouth.
She doesn’t stop the kiss, though.
So I flick the nipple again, and then once more.
This time she eases back, breaks the kiss.
“I’m feeling so much more than I thought I would. You’re an amazing kisser.”
“So are you, Jen.”
“I can’t believe what you’re awakening in me. How much I want you to touch me.”
I suck in a breath, gather my wits despite the throbbing of my body. “Are you saying you want to go faster?”
I feel ambivalent about going faster. That’s sure what my cock wants, but the rest of me? The part that is so deeply and devotedly in love with Jenna? Knowing this may be our only time together?
That part of me wants to stretch it out for as long as I can.
“I don’t know,” she says, her breath catching. “I can’t put into words what I want. I’m not sure I know the words to describe what I want.”
“I can take you to my bedroom, Jenna. I can undress you slowly and worship every inch of your beautiful body. Or I can strap on a condom right now and fuck you hard and fast on my couch. But I’ll be honest. I’m not sure you’re ready for the latter.”
“I’m not sure I am either. But I can’t lie to you, Max. It sounds wonderful.”
If she only knew what her words do to me. I’m as hard as I’ve ever been. Harder maybe.
“Don’t tell me to do something you don’t want,” I say. “I’m as turned on right now as I’ve ever been, so if you’re going to stop me, tell me now, before I get anymore worked up.”
“I don’t want to stop you, Max.”
I rise then, adjust my cock. My pants don’t seem to be big enough for both of us.
“Damn it,” I grit out.
I’ll do this for her. And I’ll stop anytime she asks me to. I’ll deal with the blue balls for her. But damn, I hope she doesn’t ask me to stop.
She rises then, walks toward me.
But I step away from her. My body is on such high alert, just her nearness is affecting me.
“Maybe I want you to lose control of yourself,” she says softly.
“Jenna, you don’t know what you’re saying.”
“But I do know what I’m saying, Max. When you kissed me…I felt something. Something I’ve never felt. Not ever.”
“My God, Jen.”
“Please don’t turn me away. Don’t tell me I have to leave. I need this.”
“Anyone can give you this, Jen.”
“No, you misunderstood. It’s you I need, Max. You. Someone who I trust. Someone who I find attractive.”
She’s told me how handsome I’ve grown. And she trusts me. But I’m far from the only trustworthy attractive man in town.
Jenna is beautiful. She could have anyone she wants. And she wants me.