Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81581 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81581 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Her body squirms in her sleep. I’m dying to pry her legs apart and suck on her perfect nub until she screams my name. But her breathing has slowed, and I don’t want her to wake. Reluctantly, I remove my finger and simply stare at her. My cock has gone flaccid, but I know if I keep staring at her wet tits, I’ll come all over her again. With a soft sigh, I use the sheet to clean away my spent seed. Eventually, a yawn escapes me. I decide a small nap is in order. Her breathing is regular again, so I walk around to the other side of the bed. I gently slide into the covers beside her.
She’s warm and smells delicious as fuck. I’m completely addicted to her. My dick lurches when it rubs against her smooth side. I can’t help my greedy fingers. They want to touch her all over. I settle with running soft circles around her peaked nipple. My nostrils flare with every breath she takes. I want to inhale her deep inside of me and never release her.
Sweet Violet…you’ll never have to worry about men like Sean, or whoever messed with you at the office, because I’ll always take care of you. I’m going to embed myself so far under your skin, you’ll die if you ever try to cut me out.
Sleep steals me away but not before I press a kiss to her temple.
Goodnight, lovely.
I wake with a start. Early dawn is peeking in through the windows, and I let out a yawn. A smile tugs at my lips to find Violet wrapped around my naked body. She’s still sleeping but she clutches onto me like a lifeline.
Soon.
Soon every night will be like this, and she’ll want this as much as I do.
I don’t want to leave her side, but having her wake up like this would be bad for our budding relationship. With the patience of a saint, I slip out of her grip and off the bed. She rolls over onto her side with her back to me. I’m just about to walk over to the other side of the room to grab my clothes when her alarm starts buzzing.
I freeze when she leans forward to turn it off. I’m standing there, staring at her, buck-ass naked when she slips out of the bed and hobbles toward the bathroom. Quickly, I drop to my belly and slide under the bed. I can hear her peeing in the bathroom. I’m hard just imagining her squatting on the toilet. I bet her hair is messy and her face is scrunched up with sleep. One day, I’m going to fuck her mouth while she pees. I’m grinning like a fucking idiot when the toilet flushes, and I hear the sink. But something catches my eye. My boxers are sitting on the floor beside her bed.
Panic seizes my chest, and I scoot toward the edge. I snag the boxers, yanking them under the bed with me just as she exits the bathroom.
“Oh, God,” she groans. “It’s too early for this shit.”
I roll onto my back and am thankful when the springs squeak as she settles back on the bed. My heart is thundering in my ears and I wish it would quiet down, so I could hear her better. She fidgets and squirms.
“Gray,” she murmurs. “What have you done to me?”
I freeze and it takes a moment to realize she’s talking to herself. Then, I hear her bedside drawer open. When a buzzing sound fills the room, I grin up at the mattress. She’s masturbating…to the thought of me. The thought elates me. Soon, she won’t have to. I’ll give her every orgasm she never knew she wanted.
“Mmmm,” she whines.
I stroke my now rock-hard cock as I imagine her naked squirming body beneath mine. Her scent clings to me, which makes the visual even better.
“I want you inside me.” The setting on the vibrator increases, and the entire bed seems to rattle. “I bet you’re bigger than this.” Even though she is talking to herself, I pretend she’s talking to me. I stroke my cock harder and faster but am still careful not to be too noisy. The sound of a cap being popped open has me biting back a groan. I’ve snooped around in that drawer. I know she has several vibrators and a bottle of lube. My sweet Violet was correct—I’m much bigger than anything she owns in that drawer.
“Oh, God, yes,” she chokes out. A slurping sound indicates she’s fucking herself with one of her toys. I’m jealous of the damn thing and wish it were my dick instead. But my envious thoughts are snuffed out when she utters my name again. Her breathing grows heavier and ragged. Every time she moans, I swear I’m going to moan with her and give myself away. Eventually, though, she puts us both out of our misery when she comes hard. “Gray!”