Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 55510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
“I’m sure you’re aware that girls go crazy over guys in sweatpants,” I laughed softly as I lifted an eyebrow at him.
“Is it working?” Rhett teased me, joining in on my laughter.
It was nice getting to joke with someone around my age who understood the jokes of the time. Some things I said went over the other guys’ heads since they were a little older, but it was still funny seeing them peer at me in confusion.
“Maybe,” I replied, flirting right back. It felt easy with him, and the pressure of playing around with the guys had certainly worn off a good bit by now.
Rhett stepped closer to me, reaching out to grab the small of my back and pull me flush against him. He tilted his head at me and smiled, making my stomach and heart flutter.
“I’ve been dying to have a minute alone with you,” he told me.
“You could’ve come into my room and visited,” I pointed out.
Rhett shrugged.
“I wanted to wait for the right opportunity. Since the guys are out, I can make you moan as loud as I want,” he said with an excited gleam in his eyes. He then glanced at the pots on the stove and clicked his tongue. “I don’t have as much time as I want, but I’ll make you come fast.”
My eyes widened slightly at his confidence, but I loved it. I let him back me up against the kitchen counter before picking me up and setting me on top of it. I pushed my fingers into his shaggy hair, pressing my lips against his as he ran his hands up my thighs.
Rhett chuckled into the kiss.
“Fuck, you do taste good. The guys won’t shut up about it,” he muttered before capturing my lips again.
I wondered what else they talked about.
“I didn’t realize you guys were such gossips,” I said with a smirk.
Rhett pulled away to grin at me.
“I can’t blame them. You really are gorgeous,” he told me as he slipped his fingers under the waist of my shorts and panties. He worked them off my hips and down my legs, leaving me bare besides my tank top, which I stripped off for him.
“I do have something to admit,” I replied.
Rhett lifted an eyebrow at me as he rested his hands on my knees.
“Do you remember that night we talked out in the hallway of my apartment?” I asked him.
Rhett nodded.
“Very clearly. It was the last moment I had you to myself,” he replied.
I chewed on my bottom lip for a moment, feeling heat pool low in my stomach.
“That night… you worked me up so much,” I said as I trailed my hand down his chest toward the waist of his sweatpants. “I couldn’t help but touch myself to the thought of you.”
Rhett grabbed my hand, stopping me from going any lower where he was already getting hard. He kissed the inside of my wrist as his eyes darkened.
“Did you come?” he asked.
I smiled coyly and nodded.
“Hard,” I said.
“I’ll make you come even harder,” Rhett promised me before lowering himself down in front of me. He grabbed my thighs and pulled me closer to the edge of the kitchen counter, leaning forward to bury his face between them. He sucked my clit into his mouth, moaning at my taste.
I gasped and threw my head back, stars glittering in my vision as the bliss struck me hard and suddenly. My thighs automatically parted more, giving him more room to move his head and drag his tongue all over me.
Rhett flicked his tongue against my clit a few times, enjoying how I shuddered from the sensitivity.
“If we’re being truthful, I think I’ve jacked off nearly every night we’ve been here thinking about you,” he chuckled as he peered up at me. “You’re an instant turn-on.”
He didn’t have to be smooth to be charming. He spoke his mind, and I loved hearing his dirty thoughts.
“If I had known, I would’ve come and helped you,” I said.
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Rhett promised before licking over my entrance. He pried his tongue inside, reaching as far as he could to tongue-fuck me. His nose grazed against my clit as he leaned close, not afraid to get a little messy. He dragged his tongue back up to my clit, focusing his attention there to make me tremble.
“Rhett…” I moaned quietly as I slid my fingers into his hair, gripping the longer strands.
“Don’t you be quiet. I want to hear you,” Rhett told me, pulling away from me until I nodded fervently. He worked two fingers inside of me, hooking them deep as he stroked my clit in firm lines with his tongue. Over and over.
I couldn’t writhe much, but I arched my back, leaning my hand against the counter behind me for stability. Warmth coursed through my entire body like a wildfire, threatening to consume me whole as his mouth and fingers worked together as a very effective combo.