Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 100628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
“You know, maybe I want to be the moody one for once,” I joked, turning on my windshield wipers as it started to rain. “Maybe sometimes I don’t want to be the easy kid.”
Mom laughed. “Easy?” she said, still laughing. “Rumi, I had to work harder to keep you alive than any of the other kids. You may be happy, but you’re a fucking handful and always have been.”
“I’m a fuckin’ joy,” I argued.
“Ain’t that the truth,” she replied in amusement. “And now you’re sounding like my son again.”
“Dad called because he knew you’d snap me out of my mood, didn’t he?”
“I’ll never give up our secrets,” she whispered before raising her voice to normal volume again. “Love you, kid. Stop by this week for dinner? It’s weird not having you here. You’re still a baby.”
“Love you, too,” I replied as I pulled into my driveway. “I’ll figure out a day and let you know, yeah?”
“Any day except Thursday,” she said quickly. “That’s date night and I’m getting lucky.”
“That’s fucking disgustin’ and my bad mood has returned.”
“Bye,” she sang happily before hanging up on me.
“For fuck’s sake,” I muttered, shaking my head as I got out of the truck.
My mom was equal parts hilarious and way too open about literally everything. It didn’t matter who she was talking to, if she was in a sharing mood, there was no social barrier she wouldn’t jump over.
If I was being honest, and I usually was, the apple hadn’t fallen far from the tree in that regard.
I let myself in the house and stripped, leaving all my nasty clothes by the door as I headed toward the shower. I was covered in grease up to my elbows even though I’d tried to clean up before I’d left work. Days like that when I didn’t want to spend fifteen minutes scrubbing, were the reason I stole some orange degreasing hand soap from the garage to keep in my shower.
I was busy scrubbing at my forearms, using a loofah thing my mom had brought over when the shower door slid open, making me jerk in surprise.
“Yum, it smells good in here,” Nova said, grinning as she climbed in behind me.
“Oh, we’re showering together now?” I murmured, smiling as I rinsed off my arms. Just the sight of her had my mouth watering and my cock standing at attention. It was that fast. Jesus.
“Well, I was waiting in the living room,” she said, taking a step forward. “But you were taking a long time in here and I was worried you were, you know.”
“Worried I was what?”
“Jacking off,” she replied, flattening her lips until she could bite them.
“You thought I was beating off in here?” I asked, laughing.
“Well, you’ve been in here a long time!” she said defensively, smacking my hand jokingly as I reached for her.
“I was washin’ up,” I informed her, pulling her toward me.
“Well, I didn’t want you washing up without me.”
“I like the way you think,” I whispered, leaning down to kiss her.
“I needed a shower, too,” she mumbled against my mouth.
“I can help with that.”
I reached for the soap blindly and then tore my mouth from hers to double check that I was grabbing the right stuff and not the degreaser I’d been using before. I’d only had one accident with that stuff, but once was enough.
“Give me some,” she said, putting her hand out.
Two seconds later that hand was on my chest, and I have to say, it was not like any shower I’d had before. I’d planned on soaping her up and I couldn’t fucking wait to get my hands on her, but the minute one of her hands wrapped around my cock and the other cupped my balls it was a miracle I even stayed standing.
“Feel good?” she asked, kissing my chin.
“Holy hell,” I muttered, bracing myself on the wall as her hand slid between my legs.
“I was going to run home to shower,” she said, her lips against my throat. “But then I realized that you were probably just getting home too…”
“I always shower when I get home,” I replied stupidly. Fuck, my eyes were about to roll out of my damn head.
“I know,” she said with a little laugh, pushing me into the spray so I could rinse off. “I figured we could save water.”
“Holy hell,” I repeated as she pulled me forward again and dropped to her knees.
“Eloquent today.” She kissed the end of my dick. “Don’t move. You’re blocking the water.”
I nodded and stood up straighter to make sure not a single stream of water got past me. I’d do anything at the point to make sure she didn’t stop.
If I’d had any idea whatsoever what Nova could do with her mouth when she wanted to drive me crazy, I had a feeling that we wouldn’t have kept our hands to ourselves for so long. By the time I came, my hands were shaking and my knees felt wobbly.