Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Steven would never understand why he was a little bit gutted at that information. There was seriously something wrong with him. Sally was too damn young, and he only fucked women who knew there wasn’t going to be anything between them.
He and Sally didn’t stand a chance.
Chapter Ten
Later that day
After driving all day, and only stopping to use the toilet or to get some food, Gash was tired. He left Charlotte at the hotel while he drove to the nearest Chinese takeout for food. They had spent the whole day talking, and he’d remembered everything that he once used to know about Charlotte. He remembered that her favorite color was blue; she hated tofu, and loved listening to pop music.
Gash smiled remembering one day when he entered their apartment, Rebecca hadn’t been there, but he’d stood and watched Charlotte. The music had been so loud that no one would have been able to think. Charlotte had been dancing around the whole apartment, singing at the top of her voice. It was one of the rare moments when he caught her without Rebecca waiting around. Charlotte was usually open and relaxed, but he’d noticed she was a little colder when Rebecca was around.
He’d watched her, unable to look away. She stirred his cock and twisted his gut with how sexy she had looked. Her tits had been bouncing, and the clothes she’d worn hadn’t covered up those curves, and he’d wanted her.
When she turned toward him, the smile that she greeted him with had had feelings awakening within him. She had danced toward him, grabbing his hands, and tugging him into a dance. The temptation to kiss her had been so strong that he’d started leaning in toward her when the door opened, interrupting them. Rebecca had come back to the apartment, and Gash had wanted her to disappear so that he could spend more time with Charlotte. That was part of how he remembered his time with her, always wanting more, and never getting it.
There had been moments through prison that not only his desire for revenge had kept him going, nor the memories of the mystery woman, which he now knew to be Charlotte. It was the memory of the fleeting times he’d spent with her outside of a bedroom. He’d not known she was the woman he’d spent one amazing night with.
Closing the car and locking it, he made his way toward their room. Stepping inside after he unlocked the door, he secured them in for the night, and glanced out the window to make sure no one had followed them.
As he turned back toward the room, Charlotte stepped out of the bathroom, covered in a towel.
“Hey,” she said, holding the towel against her breast. There was a little slit up the side of her thigh, exposing some of her flesh. Fuck, his cock went rock hard.
“Hey,” he said.
“You got some food.”
He licked his lips. The only thing he wanted to eat was standing in front of him. All he wanted to do was push her to the bed, spread her thighs, and lick that sweet cunt. She was sweet as well. He’d only had a little taste, but he wanted another one.
Placing the food on the floor, he shoved the key into his pocket. His cock pressed against the front of his jeans, begging to get out.
“Drop your towel,” he said.
“What?”
“You heard me. Drop your towel.”
Charlotte stared right at him, her knuckles going white where she gripped the towel. “You bought food.”
“I did, and we’ll eat it soon. It’s too hot. Drop your towel.”
He removed his leather jacket, and tugged his shirt over his head. Kicking his boots off, he stared at her, waiting. Looping his fingers through the rings of his jeans that held his belt, he watched.
“I’m not going to wake up in the morning and forget. I’m here, right now. Don’t you want to take a chance?”
She licked her lips, and finally dropped her gaze to stare down his body. He saw the moment she caught sight of his dick as her eyes grew wide.
Opening his jeans, he pushed them down his thighs, careful when he released his cock. He stood before her naked, and stroked his dick. “You see what you do to me, baby.” Coating his fingers in the pre-cum, he worked the liquid down his shaft, getting him nice and slick.
Seeing the conflict in her eyes, he bent down, and pulled out several condoms from his jeans. “I bought them. There was a pharmacy near the Chinese, and I figured it would make sense to have them.”
“You’re that sure of yourself.”
“I know I want you, and from what I remember, you want me. Don’t deny your pussy is soaking wet. We both know it is.”
“You’re being arrogant again.”
“No, I know what we both want. You’re too busy denying it.”