Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27832 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27832 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
“Promise?” I whisper, tears filling my eyes as hope swells in my chest.
“I promise, baby.”
I cry out as he plunges deep inside me in one swift motion. My muscles ache as they fight to stretch around his girth. His thrusts come steadily, and soon, the sting subsides, morphing into something sweeter.
A moment later, I’m rocking my hips to meet him thrust for thrust.
“Good girl,” he growls. “So fucking good for Daddy. Taking my cock. Giving me that sweet virgin pussy.”
Our bodies slap together as he picks up the pace, fucking me harder and deeper. His gaze never leaves mine, and I’m as captivated by him as he is by me. I can’t get enough of his intense expression, his tight abs, his hard shaft pumping in and out of me. But it’s not just his body that has me rapt. It’s how much he cares for me, how intent he is on making sure I know this isn’t a one-off.
Pleasure erupts inside me as my muscles clench around Evan’s cock. I throw my head back against the pillow.
“Fuck,” I cry out. “I’m gonna… I’m gonna…”
“Come for me, Natasha. Come on Daddy’s cock.”
I do as commanded, my core tightening around him and pulling him over the edge with me. Evan groans as he buries his cock as far as it will go, coming inside me with harsh thrusts that nearly push me over the edge a fourth time.
He kisses my open mouth, passionate and raw, all heat and teeth, before sliding off of me. I’m a ragdoll in his arms, boneless and completely at his mercy, as he holds me against his chest. Breathing shallow as he catches his breath, he smiles and kisses my shoulder.
“How are you feeling?” he asks.
“Checking in on me, doc?” I tease. He chuckles. “I’m amazing. You’re amazing. That was…” I’m at a loss for more words. I turn my head to kiss his cheek. “That was amazing. Thank you.”
“No need to thank me, baby girl. You were incredible.” His hand travels the curve of my waist, the swell of my hips, then back again. “I know this is new for both of us, but…I can’t help feeling like—”
The front door slams and we both jump.
“Ollie,” I whisper, meeting Evan’s gaze. “He can’t find us like this.”
He nods. “You’re right.”
We disentangle from each other in a flurry of limbs and fumbled attempts at locating our clothes.
“Top,” I whisper harshly, scanning the floor. “Where’s my—” Evan tosses my bikini top to me. I tuck my boobs inside and tug on my bottoms. “Am I good?” I ask, raking my fingers through my hair.
He swipes a few stray strands behind my ear and leans in to kiss my forehead.
“You’re perfect,” he says.
My breath hitches at the tenderness in his gaze. “Evan—”
“Nat, you in here?” Ollie yells from somewhere in the house.
“I’ve got to go,” I whisper to Evan.
Holding my breath, I open the door slowly and then make a run for it, dashing into my bedroom and shutting the door behind me with a soft click. My heart is still beating a mile a minute when Ollie knocks.
“Come in,” I say.
“Hey, what are your plans for—” Ollie’s eyes widen in surprise as he takes in my appearance. “Uh, you okay? You’re looking a little red there. Were you working out?”
“Sit-ups,” I lie, pulling my hair up into a messy bun. “Out on the patio. Got kinda hot, so I came inside.”
My chest aches at the lie, but what else can I say? Actually, bestie, I’m still coming down from the pounding your dad gave me not ten minutes ago.
Yeah, no.
“Okay,” Ollie says, not even bothering to question my flimsy excuse, and why would he? I’m like a sister to him. He has no reason to suspect me of harboring a friendship-destroying secret.
A rush of emotion hits me as Ollie launches into a story about his workday. I smile and nod like I’m listening, when in actuality, it’s taking all of my strength not to burst into tears.
Something wonderful has just happened to me, the monumental life-changing emotional event I’ve been fantasizing about for years. And the person who would be the most excited for me is the one person I can’t tell.
“Hello, Earth to Nat? Are you listening?”
“Yeah,” I tell Ollie, forcing a smile. “Yeah, sounds great. Whatever you want.”
He raises an eyebrow. “Hon, it’s what we want, remember? I’m gonna need your help convincing my dad. He likes you more than me. You’ll definitely have a better chance getting him to agree to it than I would by myself.”
“What?” I laugh awkwardly. “That’s ridiculous. He loves you.”
“Yeah, but he’ll shoot me down if I ask him if we can throw a ‘slightly larger’ gathering next weekend. I need you there with me if we’re gonna have any chance of selling this.”