Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“You like the view?” I ask her.
“Yes, don’t you?”
“I like it right now.”
She spins on her heels and says, “I better get cooking if we’re going to eat before midnight.”
I meet her in the center of the great room and grab her by the waist. “But first, I need a kiss. I’ve been waiting all afternoon.”
She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me sweetly on the lips.
“I want you to go do whatever you do when you get home while I take care of things in the kitchen,” she tells me.
“Then I’m going to change. When I get back, I’ll start looking for movie options.” I turn on the surround sound to pipe some music into the kitchen for her and go to my room.
Dropping my pants, I look down at my stiff penis and sigh. I don’t think I can wait any longer to make this thing with Beth official. It’s time to claim her and make her mine.
She’s busy chopping vegetables when I return. She looks up at me and nearly drops the knife she’s holding. It takes a second for me to realize that she’s never seen me like this before. Standing here in my basketball shorts and sleeveless tee shirt with my muscles exposed. Clearly, she likes this view too.
“What do you feel like? A thriller, science fiction, a romantic comedy?” I ask her as I flop down on the sofa.
“What about horror? A good, scary ghost story maybe?”
“Seriously? Alright, but no burying your face in my chest at the scary parts.”
With the meal prepared, she calls me to the kitchen to pick up my plate. “I apologize for not having a dining table. It’s just me and I rarely cook so the breakfast bar suits my needs.”
“That’s alright. Growing up, I just ate in my room or on the couch.”
I open a bottle of white wine and pour two glasses before sampling her creation.
“This is delicious. Where did you learn to cook?”
“I’ve been making my own meals since I was twelve. I got tired of mac and cheese and peanut butter and jelly, so I started looking for recipes on the internet. It’s kind of a passion of mine now. This honey garlic chicken and vegetables is one of my favorites.”
“A chef and a horror movie fan. Who would have guessed it?”
“What about you? What do you like?”
“Maybe I’ll show you some of the things I like. We’ll see.”
We finish eating and move to the sofa. I start the movie and dim the lights, sipping my wine with Beth seated beneath my arm. I can see myself getting used to spending quiet nights at home with her and my mind starts to wander to the future I’ve been slowly creating for us in my head.
As I expected, and despite her confirmation that it wouldn’t happen, she buries her head in my chest as the tense music begins to play. I squeeze her shoulder and say, “What happened to my big, brave girl?”
“I like scary movies because they’re scary. That’s why I never watch them alone. I need a big, strong man to protect me.” She giggles.
“Listen, if you wanted to cuddle, all you had to do was say so.”
“Really?” She grins up at me.
“But be warned, too much cuddling might lead to other things.”
“Like what?”
“Like the removal of your pretty suit,” I say, unbuttoning the top button on her shirt.
She arches her back, enticing me to move to the next button, so I open them all and slide her silk blouse off her shoulders. Her ample breasts spill slightly over the cups of her pink, lace bra. I run my index finger down her throat and between her cleavage.
I’m torn between savoring every second and giving in to the animal lust that’s been urging me to take her like a beast, so I grab the front of her bra and yank it until the clasp gives and her tits bust out. She gasps and shivers as I drop my head and lap at her nipples. She smells like sugar cookies and tastes just as sweet.
I push her down on the sofa so I can remove her skirt and panties. I trace the curves of her torso with my tongue, stopping when I reach her skirt. She lifts her ass to assist me in removing her remaining clothing, and once I’ve done so, I sit up so I can see her—all of her—for the first time. She’s every bit as exceptional as I had envisioned.
A masterpiece of womanly form with the face of an angel.
I rise from the sofa and spin her into a seated position before dropping to my knees. The car was too small for me to taste her last night, but now, nothing is standing in my way. I drape her legs over my shoulders and bury my face in her, lapping at her moist pussy like a hungry beast. I slip my tongue deep inside her tiny, unclaimed honeypot then pull it out and use it to slap at her swollen clit.