Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16743 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16743 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
The problem is, even knowing this I am not going to say no. I know I should. Believe me. But now more than ever I have a reason to reach my hours as fast as possible. I don’t want to be stuck here another semester trying to make the required classroom monitored hours. So, I say yes.
“Great. Thanks.”
I take a deep breath when she walks away and bring my mind back to my boyfriend and my fur babies. Once I have cleaned up and put everything away, I walk out of the building and I see his car, with the blacked out windows idling by the curb. Running like a in love hussy, I make it to the car in record time and he opens the door from the inside making sure to keep himself hidden. As soon as I am inside he is all over me. “Fuck, I missed you precious.”
“Mmm. I missed you too.” His hands palm my ass and slides me over onto his lap. We bite suck and kiss like we have been deprived for months instead of hours. “Noah.” I whine his name as I rock against his bulging zipper.
“Shit, baby. Pull me out.” He lifts me a little while I fumble with his zipper. Expertly he pulls my pants down with my panties and slams me onto his cock. “Always so fucking wet, precious. God, this pussy is my addiction.” He is such a sweet talker.
“It’s always so snug, Noah. Oh God. I can’t move.” It is always the tightest fit, no matter how many times he takes me in a day. I am so full that I can’t move and he loves it that way. He likes being able to control my movements. “I need to move, Noah. Please.” His mouth is on my neck, biting me, leaving his mark. My pussy clenches, loving the bite of the pain.
“I know, baby. I got you.” With his hands under my ass, he lifts me almost all the way off and drops me back down. Over and over he dominates me even though I am on top. We haven’t stopped kissing. Two starved lovers, hungry and desperate for one another. “Christ. She’s squeezing me so tight. Who do you belong to, precious? Fucking say it so I can spill inside of you.” Crap. Everytime he talks about finishing inside of me, my orgasm is so intense. Smack. Answer me while your greedy cunt squeezes what is going to bind us forever from me. The word forever does it.
“You, Noah. I belong to you. All of me.”
“Damn fucking right. Sweet, sexy angel. Come.” We both shout, coming as one, breathing into one another's mouths, clinging to each other as the car comes to a stop. “Are you ok, precious?” He kisses my head and puts my hair behind my ear.
“Yeah. I’m good.” I lay my head on his chest and take a deep breath knowing we are going to have to get out.
“Come away with me for the weekend.” I look at him shocked and excited. I mean, me and the babies have been staying at his place for the last few days and to say they love it is an understatement. As a matter of fact they are there right now, waiting on the both of us.
“I…” Oh, crap. “I wish I could but I can’t. Not this weekend.” He looks at me with an eyebrow raised.
“If it is about babies, I can have a sitter come for them.” Aww. See how sweet he is. The past few days he has fallen hard for them. He even had special food shipped for them. Some sort of posh dog food. I swear Prancer looks at me in a judgemental way for not giving it to them sooner.
“No. It's not that. One of the girls asked me to take her class for her.” He moves me from his lap, his cock and cum falling out of me onto the seat. I can see the frustration and something else oozing from him and my stomach begins to hurt.
“Let me guess. You said yes.” I don’t like his tone and now I feel a little too exposed even though I still have everything else on. Pulling up my underwear and pants I nod my head.
“Yes, I did. I…”
“What the hell. Jinny, you have to stop covering for everyone. Will any of them do it for you?” I have never thought of that before. Well, I guess I have but, what am I supposed to do? I don’t know how to be mean like them. “Fuck!” he shouts, before calming down. Alarmed, I scoot toward the door, putting distance between us. I open it and get out. “I’m sorry, Jinny. It just makes me upset that-”
“Yeah. I get it. I know I am hard to deal with. I wish I knew what was wrong with me, but…” I try to clear my throat. “You know what, I don’t feel well. I am going to stay here tonight. Do you mind watching my babies, for me?” Oh God. I need to go. How did I let myself believe I would be good enough for someone as put together and strong as him?