Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 45548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
She sleeps damn near at the edge of the bed every night to get away from him, and the only real contact I’ve ever seen is the evening hello kiss and the goodbye kiss on the cheek as they head out in the morning. Plus the fact that he makes noises when he eats.
In fact, the more time I spent with these two, the more I hated his guts. Even more so than hers; go figure. I wasn’t jealous or anything, at least that’s what I keep telling myself. Didn’t resent the time he had with her after I left and went next door to my empty bed. Fuck off, it’s not that kind of party. I’m here to complete a mission, nothing more. Uh-huh!
Once again she and I ate in silence while Bryan regaled us with tales of his fascinating day of numbers and bottom lines. My ears were damn near ready to bleed and I wondered how the fuck she’d put up with this shit for so long. Maybe I was doing her a favor by fucking things up with this guy.
She kept picking at her food each time I kept bringing the conversation back around to this supposed hot chick that Bryan knew at the office that would be just perfect for a guy like me; whatever the fuck that was. I thought she was going to gouge him.
I hid my amusement by pretending that I actually found his shit entertaining. It’s gonna take two tumblers of whiskey to bring me down off this ledge. The guy could be used to put insomniacs to sleep.
I didn’t drag out the night though he begged me to stay and hang. I’d made up my mind that tomorrow I was going to have her ass spread eagle somewhere in this house with my cock stuffed inside her, and with the decision made there was no need for me to hang around any longer tonight.
Plus I’d had all I could take of him for the night.
I’d chosen tomorrow because it was her day off and he’d be gone from seven in the morning. I’ll be balls-deep inside her by seven-ten give or take. I sent him on a fool’s errand so I could steal a moment alone with her and she grew nervous as hell before he even cleared the door.
I crowded her back against the refrigerator and just stood there looking down at her as her attention went back and forth between me and the door he’d just walked through. I waited for her to give me the brush off, to tell me to fuck off. But she didn’t.
Instead she stared up at me with that hungry look in her eyes, mixed with uncertainty and still that hint of fear. “You’re quite the enigma aren’t you sweetheart?” I rested my hands on her hips and pulled her just a little bit closer.
We could both hear him moving around in the garage looking for whatever it was I’d sent him for, which I’d already forgotten about. “We can’t…”
“Shh. You’re safe.” I nuzzled her hairline inhaling her sweet scent while asking myself what the fuck I thought I was doing.
I could pretend that this was just part of the deal, that I was still just reeling her in, but inside I knew different. All those evenings I’d been sneaking over here, buttering her up, something else had been happening to me too. Somehow it was becoming harder and harder to call up that anger that was once like air.
I knew she wanted to kiss me and to be perverse or more like to insure myself that I was still the one in control, I refused to give her my mouth. I don’t know how long we stood there like that. Me holding her, my cock mere inches away from the heat between her thighs. Could’ve been minutes or seconds. Tomorrow suddenly felt a million miles away.
There was an extra element added with the fact that he was so close, that there were only a few feet between us and discovery. I didn’t feel too interested now though, in him catching us together. Things were becoming muddled in my head.
I squinted down at her as I fought valiantly to remind myself that she wasn’t to be trusted. For all I know this could be a con. “He’s gonna come back soon.” She tried evading my hold but I tightened my hands on her hips and held on.
“ I can hear him, relax.” I stood there long enough for her to become as uncomfortable as I was, not saying shit, just looking at each other. How could she be this innocent? How could she not know that with our history she should be watching her back?
It was at the tip of my tongue to ask her why she wasn’t more wary, why she hadn’t blown my cover? As much time as we’d spent together I was still no closer to figure her ass out. I could accuse her of letting me get away with this shit while she was engaged, but I’d seen enough of their life together to know that there was more there than met the eye. Plus the fact that it would be out of pure spite since I’m the one who’s been working at breaking down her defenses.