Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
I roll my eyes.
“Look, I don’t know where this will go, okay?” I retort, throwing myself back into my pillows. “What if Jason doesn’t want to see me again?”
My sister snorts rudely, throwing her curls back.
“You’re a curvy eighteen-year-old girl,” she explains to me like I’m an idiot. “And you live right next door,” she continues. “Of course, he’ll want to see you again! What guy wouldn’t?”
I stare at her.
“You mean, because I’m easy access?”
She shrugs, not at all fazed.
“Yeah, that’s part of it. I mean, let’s face it: guys are lazy dogs. If Tucker had to drive an hour to see me, I don’t know that he’d be interested. But instead, he climbs through the window at night, so it’s perfect.”
I stare at her.
“Yes, I’m aware.”
She winks.
“You know it. Thanks for not telling Mom and Dad about our shenanigans, by the way.”
I merely shake my head.
“Yeah, you’re welcome.”
Meanwhile, Janine continues.
“Besides, you’re not the only one who came super hard,” she continues, ignoring me. “I saw what you did to Jason, and from where I was standing, you didn’t even need to try very hard because that man was in ecstasy. His cock was about to burst before you even touched him, he was that aroused.” I bite my lip because I know her words are true. Jason did seem really into me. I felt the effect I had on him, and he was absolutely turned on and into it. But it doesn’t mean he’ll be interested in doing more stuff with me because he seemed pretty concerned about the age gap between us. What if, after the heat of the moment, he comes to his senses and I never see him again?
“Look at you,” Janine tuts her tongue. “You’re overthinking it, Em, trust me. You’ll be off to college after the summer, so why not just enjoy yourself? Get all the experience you can by having sex with a hot older guy. Have fun. Have loads of insane orgasms. It doesn’t have to be more than that, you know. Not everything has to be a sappy romance where you get married to a prince in the end.”
“Thanks, I’ll think about it,” I drawl, but the irony is lost on my sister.
“Any time!” Janine chirps, and I can tell she’s satisfied that I’ll take her advice. “Now, which outfit should I wear?” she asks, holding up two mini dresses: one neon green, one black.
“Neon,” I reply, not caring. She’ll look incredible in either, anyway. “Where are you going?” I ask.
“To the movies with Tucker,” she replies excitedly. “But Mom and Dad think I’m going to Britney’s house to study,” she snorts. “They’re so clueless, I swear.”
I just shake my head.
“Have fun,” I say, and soon Janine is decked out in her neon mini, complete with high heels. She doesn’t look like she’s going to a study session at all, but then again, our parents are so blind all the time.
But after my sister leaves, my thoughts go back to my liaison with Jason. What we did yesterday was incredibly exciting and hot, and of course, I’m dying to see him again. And maybe Janine is right: maybe he’ll want more, if only because I’m a curvy, available eighteen-year-old. And maybe I should stop overthinking things and try to hook up with him again just to “have fun.” But that kind of thinking is more my sister than me because I’m not really a “casual dating” type of girl. Hell, I’m not a “casual” type of girl at all, so that’s another thing to consider.
Soon, my mind descends into rumination. If all Jason cared about was sleeping with me, then why did he protest when I made a move on him, saying I was too young? He must truly care about doing the right thing. He seemed genuinely pained by the fact that he wanted me so badly, and only let himself take my virginity after I took the reins. And even then, it seemed like he was holding back, trying to be gentle despite the animalistic energy I could feel coursing through him, throbbing just beneath the surface. What would it be like if he let himself go, and let himself ravage me like he clearly longed to do?
The thought makes my pussy throb, and I smile mischievously. There’s only one thing to do: to see what happens because my life just got triple-X hot in the best way possible.
6
Emily
It’s been almost a week since my interlude with Jason, and I haven’t seen or heard from him since, even though he lives next door. The soreness in my pussy has disappeared and I miss it in a weird way - it was a reminder of the moment we shared. But now, it’s almost as if I dreamed the whole episode and it never even happened.