Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
What time do you leave for work tomorrow? he asks.
Around eight.
I’ll be there, he replies.
I don’t want to take up all your time.
It’s not an inconvenience, Lexi. If somebody is making you feel uncomfortable, I want to help. In fact, now that you’ve told me about it, it’s no longer your choice to make.
What do you mean?
I’m going to watch over you tomorrow whether or not you like it. If the creep in the red car shows up again, he’ll regret it. In the meantime, try to think about who it could be. An ex-boyfriend, maybe?
I swallow, knowing I should tell him the truth. This lie is spinning out of control too fast. I don’t want to start our relationship, or our whatever-the-hell-this-is, with so much deceit. I also kind of want him to watch over me, and what if Ralph tries something at work? With my guardian angel out there…
I’ll think about it, I reply. But it can’t be an ex. I’ve never been in a relationship before.
You’ve never had a boyfriend? Even a short-term one? Think back through high school, maybe even before. Men can be vicious creatures. They can hold onto things for a long, long time.
I’ve never had a boyfriend of any sort.
…
I bite my lip, then let it go, pissed at myself. Those three dots send so much heat teasing through me. There’s so much tension in my body, mind, soul, everything. My soul… I sound like Ruby now!
That’s useful information, he replies, diffusing all my silly thoughts. Keep thinking.
I type, I’m sorry, Colt. I lied. I lied because I can’t stop thinking about you. I lied because I feel closer to you than I have to any other man. I lied because I want to see you again, but I’m too socially awkward, too weird, too, I don’t know, too ME to know how to do it properly. I’ve been closed off for too long.
Deleting the message, I instead type, I’ll see you tomorrow.
I should send the first message. This isn’t fair. At the very least, I’m taking up the time he could spend helping somebody else who actually needs it. Sure, I do need it, strictly speaking, but not in the way he thinks.
No, Lexi, he sends. If I do my job right, you won’t see me, but I’ll see you.
CHAPTER 6
Colt
My head rushes as I walk into my bathroom, my heart beating like it’s trying to bust out of my chest. Lexi has never had a boyfriend. The fact bounces around my mind as I shut the door and close my eyes, imagining her looking up at me with her blue-green eyes glistening with desire, her mouth partly open like she’s waiting for a kiss… or something else.
Suddenly, without letting myself think too deeply about it, I take out my rock-hard dick and start stroking. I’ve been good since the meeting, keeping that part of myself stubbornly locked away, not letting my hunger take over.
Yet now, I imagine bringing my thick, precome-slick head to her mouth. She’ll moan as she parts her lips, still with that tough look but with a youthful, inexperienced vulnerability, too. She needs me to take care of her, needs me to show her the way, needs me to light her curvy, juicy body up with desire for the first time.
In the fantasy, she gasps and then begins stroking my dick, licking my head.
“What is it?” I growl when she raises her eyebrows. “Oh, I get it, Lexi. You want me to touch you…”
The fantasy changes shape. Suddenly, I’ve got my hands buried in the perfect thickness of her thighs. I’ve got my face pressed against her core, and she’s moaning as I lick her indulgently. Somehow, I can see her face at the same time, her toughness melting away in place of enthusiastic desire, her gorgeously mismatched eyes wide as she shifts against me.
Another change, and now I’m on top of her, teasing her entrance with my cock. In real life, I’m standing in front of the sink, furiously pumping my hand down my length. If I opened my eyes and saw myself, I might stop. It might remind me I was supposed to have left lust behind a long time ago.
But Lexi does the impossible. She lets me completely disappear into the fantasy, forgetting about everything and everybody else.
Her lips part into a songlike moan when I drive inside of her. She said she’s never had a boyfriend. Does that mean she’s a…
“Your virgin pussy is going to take me, Lexi,” I snarl in the waking dream as I claim her pussy inch by hot, tight inch. “Only me, just me…”
I move my hand so fast as I imagine her bouncing up and down, her big tits swaying, her moans enveloping me, becoming my world. Nothing matters—not the past, the Serpents, my guilt, my shame, none of it. Just Lexi’s tight pussy, just her curvy, bouncy body, just the heat between us, the burning desire.