Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 11405 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 57(@200wpm)___ 46(@250wpm)___ 38(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11405 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 57(@200wpm)___ 46(@250wpm)___ 38(@300wpm)
Pulling out of her, I drop down beside her on the bed and pull her close to me. She snuggles into my chest and breathes deeply. She’s soon asleep.
She’s perfection. I never dreamed I’d get to love someone like her. Love? Fuck, that was fast. I knew it was just a matter of time though.
I need to make her mine forever fast. Before some other lonely fuck in this town gets any ideas about my girl.
CHAPTER 7
JULY
TWO DAYS LATER
“Fuck, baby. This pussy is so fucking sweet. I never want to stop fucking you,” he groans as he pounds into me. I look up into his eyes as the sun starts to shine into open curtains.
“Don’t stop. I’m so close,” I moan, meeting him thrust for thrust. Each time he takes me is better than the last. I should be sore, but all I want is more. My pussy clenches around him as I come, screaming his name. He leans back and fucks into me harder before he finally comes inside of me. For long moments, we lay there, entwined. I feel so safe in his arms, I never want to leave them.
“Mm. Why do we have to leave?” I whine not wanting to move. I mean who would want to do anything but be loved on like what just happened, morning noon and night? To be fair for the last two days that is all we have done, besides eat and shower only to rinse and repeat.
The night I went and met with Grayson and Samantha, there was a message on my phone telling me to start on Monday as they were taking an unexpected mini vacation. Now Boone, I am sure he has somewhere to be, his phone hasn’t stopped chiming in two days, but every time he simply shoots off a text and throws the phone on the table and goes back to giving all of his attention to me.
“I know, baby. Trust me. I want nothing more than to continue to wear that pussy out but we both have to get to work.”
“I know.” I whine one more time for good measure before getting out of the bed and going into the restroom.
My shower is quick as is deciding what to wear to work because summer dresses are my jam. When I make it into the little kitchen area, he has my coffee maker going and some toast on a plate. “You better be careful; I might get used to this.” I tease him before kissing his chin and sipping on my drink.
“You should get used to this. Us living separately is only temporary,” he says, grabbing his keys. My hand halts halfway to my mouth while his meaning kicks in. I blink a few times and look at him for any indication he is joking but there is none. “Don’t look so shocked, baby. We both know what this is.” He says it so calmly. It really is like we’ve known each other forever instead of two days.
Before I can say anything he kisses me stupid and walks out the door so he can go home and get dressed. I allow his words to sink in and out it in a drawer to untuck later. I look at my watch and see it is time to go.
Keys, travel mug, and purse in hand, I make the three-minute walk to the office and walk in. The door chimes and Samantha pops her head in.
“Good morning. Did you enjoy your first weekend in Hollow’s Hollow?” I know she is asking in the most innocent of terms, but my entire body is flushing right now considering what I did for the last two days.
“I did. Thank you.”
“Good morning, July.” Grayson says walking into the office.
“Good morning, Mr. Picard.”
“Oh none of that Mister nonsense. Call me Grayson.” He smiles. “Now, let’s go over the schedule for the week.”
The next two hours are spent teaching me their coding system and the interface he uses for appointments and scheduling. Both of which are fairly straightforward. The rest of the day passes in a blur of calls, emails and conversation with Samantha who was in the office today studying for her summer final.
There have been steady texts back and forth from Boone and I, some sweet and others leaving me panting and ready for tonight. Hell who am I kidding, my legs have been squeezed together since this morning. God, just thinking of him makes everything in me light up.
“July you are free to go for the day,” Grayson says walking into the room.
“Are you sure?” I ask, already shutting down everything.
“Yes. You did a great job today.” I find myself beaming at his praise. I didn’t grow up in an environment where praise was given so when it is directed at me, I am like a starved puppy.