Total pages in book: 132
Estimated words: 124750 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 624(@200wpm)___ 499(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124750 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 624(@200wpm)___ 499(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
This morning went a little different, however. Having barely woken with that hard cock pressed into the crack of my ass for the third day in a row, I acted unconsciously in my sleepy state, arching my back and letting out a sigh of ecstasy as the solid length rubbed me in a most delicious way.
For a moment there, I thought Lev was a dream.
I was (obviously) wrong.
My body, acting of it’s own accord, ground back into him one more wonderful time, and Lev let out a soft growl of approval. The hidden cleft between my legs pulsed gently, and suddenly I was hot all over. A want spread through me, and before I knew it, that want had increased to a desperate need.
I needed more. I was desperate for contact. I wanted that hard cock inside me, filling me, stretching me.
That was the moment Lev gently extracted himself, and a second later, I heard the bathroom door close behind him. The shower started, and that was when I woke fully, realizing what had just happened.
My neck itched with heat and my face flamed.
I had dry-humped Lev in my sleep.
That wasn’t very polite, Mina.
I thought about apologizing, but knew that would be as awkward as the situation itself. So I did the next best thing, the thing Lev and I did well.
Feigning sleep, I pretended it never happened, breathing as heavily and evenly as possible as Lev exited the bathroom.
The shuffle of clothing sounded, the bedroom door was unlocked, and I found myself alone in a bed built for two.
I turned to lay on my back and sighed. My hand glanced my breast over my pajamas, slid down over my stomach, and my fingers slipped under the elastic of my panties to where I needed them most. Closing my eyes, I thought about Lev’s long fingers, his full lips, and his taut butt as I brought myself to release. But it was hollow.
The satisfaction I craved never surfaced.
I waited for the sound of the back door to close before I arose. I showered quickly, opened the bedroom curtains, and sat in the center of the rumpled bed, legs crossed. My phone in front of me, I stared down at the business card and thought hard about making the call.
My stomach turned as I picked up my phone and dialed. It rang twice before he answered with a swift hello.
“It’s Mina,” I began. I bit the inside of my lip and told him what I needed. “You know that contact you have? I’m ready to see them.”
Silence followed, then he told me where I needed to go.
“Okay.” I wanted to smile, but couldn’t because my heart was caught in my throat. “Thanks, Pox.”
Without a moment’s hesitation, I called Nas and asked her a favor.
I needed a ride.
The clinic was small but clean, and a small woman dressed in scrubs saw me to an empty room. I didn’t want to go alone. Nas sat in one of the chairs, going through her phone.
I swallowed hard. “Hey,” I called, my tongue sticking to the roof of my dry mouth. “You coming?”
She blinked at me, searching my face a moment before seeing the fear in my eyes. She stood, and I breathed a sigh of relief as she followed me into the exam room.
We waited in complete silence. A few minutes later, a willowy woman with a messy bun and pink scrubs walked in, smiling. “Mina?” She looked from Nas to me, unsure of which woman was her patient.
“I’m Mina,” I said, sitting up straight and raising my hand like a schoolgirl.
Her smile widened as she sat. “Hi, Mina. I’m Dr. Henley. My brother called ahead. Told me you needed an IUD.” She paused then asked, “May I ask why you’ve chosen the IUD over the implant?”
Wait…Pox was her brother?
They looked nothing alike.
I wrung my hands together in nervousness and told her, “Lasts longer.”
She nodded in understanding then started to type on the open computer screen. “We don’t have them on hand, of course.” My face fell, but she went on. “I wouldn’t worry about that. I’ll hand you a script and send you next door. The pharmacist always has a ton of them.” She sighed lightly. “I have to tell you, Mina. I don’t like doing these rush jobs. In a normal scenario, we’d do an internal exam, a pap smear, and test for STDs before we inserted an IUD.” She glanced at me kindly and asked, “I don’t suppose you’d come back in a week?”
My voice weak, I spoke quietly. “I’d prefer not to. Doctors make me nervous.”
She nodded in sympathy. “Okay then.” Her face compassionate, she spoke gently as she told me. “I can’t do much without doing an internal first.”
I knew it was coming. Of course she’d have to look down there. It was where the darn thing was going.