Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 34025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
"You are not a fucking nuisance, Lily. I am an idiot. I am running from something I want more than anything, and it is making me act crazy, but not for one second is it you. Understand?" I don't realize I have been slowly moving closer and closer to her until my hand reaches out and tilts her chin up. "Answer me, little one. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Click." She says, barely a whisper. I only know she feels this fire blazing between us because as she wets her lips, she squeezes her legs.
"Don't call me that, baby." her eyes convey surprise. Hell, me too.
"What should I call you?"
"You can call me Julio, for starters."
"For starters?" Jesus, when did I bend down toward her mouth?
"Yes. For starters, because by the time I am done, I will be your everything." No going back now. The truth has been spoken. I just hope she can handle all of it because there is no way I am going to let her go after this.
SIX
LILY
Julio. He looks like a Julio. Well, what I picture a Julio would look like. Tall, broad, dangerous, chiseled, and a badass. Only he is bigger than any man I have ever met besides my father. Like most men, though, I can't peg him. He runs so hot and cold with me that I feel like I am bothering him most of the time. "Where did you go, little one?" his breath skates across my lips, warming them with promises of things to come. "Come back to me, angel. Where did that pretty little head go?" He places shallow kisses on my face all over, moving down to my neck. I am trying to answer his question, but the words won't come.
“I… I was wondering why you run so hot and cold with me." I whisper before leaning into his kiss on my neck.
"You make me feel things a man like me shouldn't feel, Lily."
"L-like what?" He brushes against my lips softly and with more control than I am feeling right now, and he is touching me with nothing but his mouth.
"Like need…want... compulsion." The words light me up from the inside out. My body is beginning to burn.
"What do you want? What do you need?" His mouth moves away from me, but I chase it wanting the warmth back on my skin.
"You, little one. I want and need you more than I have ever wanted anyone or anything." Holy moly. I never expected him to say it.
"Then what is stopping you?" I don't know where the words come from, but I won't take them back. For three months, I have been longing for him in silence, dreaming and praying he feels the same. Now, knowing he does, I can't hold it in.
"I was waiting… more like running because you are too sweet and innocent for me, little one. The life I lead is dangerous and no one as innocent as you should be anywhere near it. The problem is, the longer I stay away from you, the further into me your very essence burrows and now, I am done waiting, Lily. I am going to take what I want because I am a bad man and it is what we do." Finally. He pulls back and walks across the room, leaning against my dresser.
"I thought.."
"Don't worry baby, I am going nowhere, but I need to put space between us for a second."
"What if I don't want space, Julio?" Who the hell is this brazen hussy? I like her. He groans when the words leave my mouth, and the sound sends ripples of tingles through my body.
"Christ. You have to work with me, little one. I am barely holding on. Do you see this?" he grips his cock through his pants, and my mouth begins to salivate. I want to see it. Will it be as magnificent as what I picture? "Take your clothes off, Lily, and lie back. Show me how much you want me…this. Bare yourself to me. Chest to petals I want it all open and offered to me, angel." Oh, my Lanta. My thighs are freaking soaked. Rubbing them together, they feel like I poured syrup on myself and soaked in it. I get up from the bed on shaky legs and untie the top of my bikini. My nipples bead when the cool air hits them. A moan hits the back of my throat when I watch his eyes devour my chest. I have always been a bit self-conscious about my tits. They have always been the hefty part of me, garnering the attention I didn't want from the girls and boys. Chubby was a word thrown around a lot, especially since my sister was always slenderer than me. "Jesus, look at the buds on those tits, baby. My mouth is going to make them so fucking wet, baby."