Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
“Do you like them?” Taylor asks, meeting me where I’ve been walking around in the ultra-luxurious shoes.
“I love them.” A huge smile spreads across my face. “I’ll take them.” I more than likely look like a loony tune with how cheerful I am.
“Great news! Is there anything else you need that I can help you with?”
“Nope, this is all. Let me just take these off, and I’ll meet you at the cash register.” Taylor nods, and I walk back to where I started. It’s time for me to put my other shoes back on. I don’t want to wear these out just yet. Plus, I need to get back to Plaine Hill before the sun starts setting, and since I walked around the mall longer than I anticipated, it’s about time I move my booty. The last thing I need to do is drive in the dark when rain is supposed to come along with frigid freaking temperatures. No thanks.
I quickly transfer the new shoes back into the box, slide my sneakers back on, and carry my purchase to the cash register. My next stop is home, where I can snuggle and relax for the rest of the night.
8
GABE
“Goddamn,” I grunt while in the shower. All fucking day, my head has been filled with Carsynn. It was hard as hell to keep my attention on work after setting my eyes on the beautiful waitress Bernie had been hounding me about. I was reluctant at first, until I saw her for myself. I knew it, Gramps knew it. The only one who may not know it yet is Carsynn.
And she will.
Tonight.
The minute she’s home, I’ve got every intention of marching my ass over to her apartment, banging on her door until she opens it, and tossing her over my shoulder before bringing her back to my place. Once we’re here, I’ll use more than my words to tell her how things are going to play out. How I’m claiming her as my woman, and how I’m gonna be her man from now until fucking ever.
I close my eyes, head tipping back, the water beating on my back and shoulders as I think about everything I’d do to my tiny fairy. Carsynn would strip herself bare for me. I’d watch the entire time, biding my time instead of tearing off her clothing. My hand wraps around my thick dick as I imagine her naked body in my mind, tits that would fit perfectly in my hand, nipples as ripe and red as berries. A narrow waist, so slim the tips of my fingers would touch as I wrap them around her midsection. My cock flexes in the palm of my hand, spurring me on, and that’s when I plant my feet further apart instead of using the wall to prop my body up. No fucking way am I going to stop jacking my cock in order to use the tile wall. I lick my lips, my mouth watering at the thought of tasting her everywhere. Fuck, I’d be the one falling to my knees, getting up close and personal with her pussy. Now, I’m busy thinking about how wet Carsynn would be for me. I’d bet my left nut she’d be dripping. There’s an innocence about my fairy. I’ll bet she’s not shaved, not so much as a landing strip, probably just trimmed, and now I’m thinking about something else entirely than getting my mouth all over her body.
Carsynn on my bed, feet planted on the mattress, thighs spread, a towel beneath her as I shave her completely bare. “Fuck.” My body locks up, muscles straining, and my balls draw up tightly. It won’t be much longer until my cum is swirling down the drain in the shower. That doesn’t mean I’m ready for this to end. I’d shave her with precision, not so much as nicking her beautiful skin. When she’s completely clean.
I’d do a fuck of a lot more than get my first taste of Carsynn.
I’d tease her clit with my tongue until she’s rocking her hips back and forth.
I’d wait till she’s on the edge and pull back prolonging her orgasm.
I’d do fucking everything to her.
My hand tightens around my length, and I keep the visual exactly where I want and need it as I spur my body on. My pre-cum drips at a steady pace from the tip, giving me more than enough lubricant to guide my way. Once I’ve got my head buried between Carsynn’s thighs, she’s clenching me with her firm muscles from all her time working as a waitress. That’s when I take. It’s about her pleasure, and it's also about mine. The need to know what she tastes like, to have her cum soaking my cheeks, how she’d say my name. Would she scream it, or would she whisper it breathlessly? That’s all it takes. My body takes over, the urge to come overwhelming.