Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 20358 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 81(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20358 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 81(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
And I was so close tonight. So close to finally letting him take me. But like the fresh eighteen-year-old I am, I chickened out. I ran.
He must be so pissed off right now. I could see the bulge in his pants when I looked down. I even felt it when he pressed against me.
As I close my eyes, I can feel his strong fingers slide up beneath my coat and caress my thighs. The desire in his touch had me dripping, but I chickened out.
Why did I do that? Yeah, I’m a virgin, but it’s not like I don’t want him. I want him more than anything in the world.
When I saw that group of girls hitting on him out on the street, I could barely maintain my jealousy.
I wanted to race over and slap each one of them for even thinking they had a chance with him. They don’t know what kind of man Rick is. Only I do!
All they see is his sculpted muscles, his incredible physique, chiseled jaw and handsome face. He could actually be a movie star. Not like my phony “husband” downstairs who has to pay girls to pretend he is one.
Nights like this with Rick are all I have. My dad traded me off like a prized horse to further his career, and my mother—Dad’s trophy wife—never cared about me.
But Rick…Rick could be my future.
I reach back into the drawer of my nightstand and find it, the secret toy he bought me last month. It’s tiny, purple, and most of all, quiet.
“Press it on your clit, baby,” he told me. “And think of me.”
I can’t help but smile as I think of his face when he handed me the little wrapped package. It was only one month ago that I had zero experience with something like this. Now it’s what I use every night to be close to him.
I twist the top, and the toy begins to hum, vibrating gently in my fingers. Rick’s eyes fill my mind, blazing with lust—lust for me.
Someone who actually wants me. A man who would chase me to the ends of the Earth. Who would never stop running after me.
I lift the hem of my coat, pretending it’s Rick’s hands moving the cloth. Just like that, I’m back outside, back against the wall, this close to being claimed by the only man I’ve ever wanted.
His scent still lingers in my nose. That manly musk that makes me want to burrow against his chest and stay there.
I want his arms around me…
I want his hands back on my thighs…
I want more. So why do I resist?
The jolt that shoots through me as I press the vibrator against my clit is like a shot of heaven. I clasp my hand over my mouth and squeeze, forcing back the moan that tries to escape.
Oh my God, yes!
My fantasy plays out in my mind like it has every night since he gave me his gift. Never the same but always about Rick.
This time, he storms into the house downstairs and gets confronted by Berry. In a flash, he drops him with a single punch, laughs, then storms upstairs and bursts into my room.
I’ve just gotten out of the shower and am wearing nothing but a towel, which I drop as soon as I see him. He tears his shirt off with a single pull and stomps over to me, snatching me up like a doll.
His bulge presses between my legs, thick and knotted, brimming with lust and want. I groan as he pulls it out, so thick and amazing.
I’ve never even seen a real man’s penis, so all I can do is imagine…
I tell him, “Slowly,” but he doesn’t listen.
“No, I need you now.”
And then, he pushes inside me.
I moan into my hand as my fantasy causes my body to flush. I’m so hot I’m nearly sweating now as I twist around on the bed, my special toy getting me closer and closer to the edge.
“Tell me you want me,” I whisper.
“I want you, Ava. You’re my dream. My jewel. My angel.”
I may be putting words in his mouth, but they’re enough for me right now.
I imagine him on top of me, grinding his hips against mine, claiming me with his cock and making sure that I belong to him. His face tightens as he looks down at me, and that’s when I feel it…
…his release.
What does it feel like? I wonder. But there’s no time to think.
My own orgasm hits me like a meteor. I’m on fire as every muscle in my body tightens. Ripples of bliss tingle through me, pooling in my belly and heating my cheeks.
This time, I can’t stop myself from moaning. It’s loud, loud enough that I hear a noise from downstairs.
“Did you say something?” Berry shouts.
“No!” I call back as my climax continues to ravish me. Finally, as I begin to come down, I manage to drink a deep breath. I twist the top to my toy and set it back in the drawer, then take a magazine and fan my face with it.