Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 85154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
“According to the internet, vaginal sex that lasts between ten to thirty minutes is considered a long time.” I lean my head back.
“And a man from Singapore went twenty-four hours banging thirty-seven women,” he counters, wrapping his arm around my waist, pulling me close to him.
“That can’t be right.” My arms wrap around his waist easily.
“Neither can thirty minutes being a long time.” He squeezes me to him. “It just goes to show, you shouldn’t believe everything you read online.” I laugh at him. “Now let’s get going.”
“I’ll go change her and then we can swap out,” I tell him when we get upstairs.
“Okay,” he agrees. I take her from his arms and she whines a bit. “Yeah, I know you like him.”
“Is she the only one?” He looks down at me and I roll my eyes, making him laugh.
“Yes,” I lie to him, “she’s the only one who likes you.”
“Liar,” he retorts, kissing my lips softly, then cupping my ass in his hand. “Hmmm.” He pulls me to him. “When is nap time?”
I feel his cock on my stomach and I want to say right now. “You can wait until tonight. You aren’t going to die.” My vagina screams out, Nooooooo. “Now go change.”
“Okay.” He kisses us both before he walks back into the bedroom.
I never thought I’d see the day when I’d be itching to have Levi’s cock in my hand again. I never thought I’d see the day when I would get on my knees at the snap of a finger to get his cock in my mouth again. “Stranger things have happened,” I mumble as I walk to the bedroom and get dressed.
The whole day drags on or maybe I’m just impatient. I’m also going out of my mind. All day long it’s been the small touches here and there. The kisses that start with just a peck but then end up with his tongue in my mouth and me practically dry humping him.
At seven, Cici is ready for bed, falling asleep in record time, probably knowing her aunt’s going to get laid. I walk out of the bedroom at the same time he comes out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and another towel drying his hair. “She asleep?” he asks as if he’s not just standing there semi-naked in front of me.
“Yeah,” I mumble, “I’m going to get in the shower.”
“Okay,” he agrees, not moving aside when I walk toward the bathroom. He bends his head to look at me. “Don’t touch yourself,” he whispers before he kisses me softly.
“I know this is going to be shocking information for you.” I put my hands on my hips. “But I think I can control myself.”
“Are you telling me that if I put my hand in your pants right now—” His hand comes up and his thumb grazes over my covered nipple. “You aren’t going to be wet?” All I can do is look at him, because I’ve been wet all fucking day long. “Exactly.” He nips my lips and slaps my ass before he walks into the closet.
I take the fastest shower of my life before I slide on white lace booty shorts that really are cheeky panties, my ass cheeks hanging out of them, with a white barely there tank top. There really is nothing left to the imagination. When I walk back into the bedroom, the bed is empty and I look over at the doorway.
“Levi?” I walk out of the bedroom, watching him coming up from downstairs.
“Hey,” he says and I see it’s dark downstairs. “I was just closing up.” His eyes roam my outfit. “Do you know this past month I’ve cursed every single pair of booty shorts you have?” I smile at him as he walks toward me and I start to walk backward into the room. “They were the death of me.”
“Were they?” I ask when I feel the back of my knees touch the bed. His hands go to my hips. “I hate your basketball shorts,” I inform him.
“Why?” He smirks.
“Because they drove me crazy wondering if you were wearing anything under them,” I admit. The reason Levi and I are such amazing friends is because we never lie to each other.
“News flash.” He bends his head and kisses my lips, his tongue invading my mouth quickly before he finishes his sentence. “I wasn’t.” He picks me up and all I can do is gasp when he tosses me on the bed on my back. He crawls on the bed toward me and I’m really fucking happy there is a soft light from the bedside table on. He’s over me, his hands by the sides of my head, his knees in the middle of my open legs. “I’ve waited all day to do this,” he says to me and I’m thinking he’s going to kiss my lips, but not Levi. Nope. Instead of kissing me, which is what I’m expecting him to do, he takes one of his hands, putting it on the top of the tank top and pushing it down, my breast bare now. He bends his head, taking the nipple into his mouth and sucking it deep. My hips thrust up as he nips down on it before twirling his tongue around it.