Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 105756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 529(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 529(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
Later that night, I texted with him for over an hour. He was in his bed right next door, and the urge to go to him had me crawling out of my skin. I’d gotten so used to falling asleep in his arms after at least one or two orgasms. How spoiled I’d been.
By the following night, I missed him so much it was very near unbearable. I knew he was spending Christmas Day with his sister and her husband’s family, which was a relief because I wasn’t sure my heart could handle him spending the day alone. Still, I yearned for him. I suspected the feeling was mutual when my phoned pinged with a text close to midnight.
Jonathan: Is your mam asleep? Want to come over?
As soon as I finished reading his text, I jumped out of bed and pulled on a sweatshirt and some leggings. As I crept by the guest bedroom, I peeked in through a crack in the door and saw Mam was lying in bed, a funky zebra print mask covering her eyes. A little thrill filled my stomach as I silently grabbed my keys and slid on a pair of slippers then hustled across the hall to Jonathan’s place. I knocked lightly on the door, and it swung open. Jonathan tugged me inside and slammed the door behind me then caught my lips in a hungry, desperate kiss.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” he grunted as he crowded me into the wall, his erection hard at my belly. I moaned into the kiss, my hands going to his waist to pull him closer. My head fell back on a gasp as he palmed me between my thighs.
“Please,” I mewled, and he shoved his hand down my leggings, finding me wet and ready as he circled my clit.
“Jesus Christ,” he groaned, and feeling adventurous, I broke away from him to kneel on the carpeted floor. We were still in the hallway, hadn’t even made it into the living room yet as I held his gaze while pulling his pants down to free his cock.
“Ada,” he breathed as I bent and took his thick shaft into my mouth.
His hand sank gently into my hair as I took him deep then bobbed my head up and down in a slow, sensual rhythm. My eyes locked on his as I worked him, and satisfaction filled me when he made a rough, throaty sound then rasped, “I’m going to come fast. Even one night without you was too much.”
My thighs clenched, turned on by the effect I had on him, the pleasure I could provide. Jonathan caressed my cheek, his eyelids hooded as he gazed down at me, full of worship. I released him to take a breath, very much ready to continue the blowjob, but in a split second, he lifted me up into his arms and carried me to the bedroom.
I’d become very comfortable in his space, and his bedroom was one of my favourite places to spend time. It wasn’t just because of the mind-blowing sex either. I loved just lying in bed with him under the covers, talking about our lives or watching a movie on the flat screen that was currently hidden inside a wood cabinet on the wall opposite his bed.
Sometimes we’d even share stories about his mother, and though I could tell speaking of her pained him in a way, I also sensed that being able to connect with her through me meant a lot to him.
“I need to have you now,” Jonathan practically growled as he lowered me onto the bed before flipping me over. A rush of adrenaline filled my body when he tugged down my leggings, spread my legs then swiftly buried his cock inside me. I gripped the pillow, crying out as he rammed home, his thrusts fast and desperate. Hungry. It was gratifying to know I wasn’t the only one who’d felt needy during our night apart.
About an hour later, after many kisses and failed attempts to leave, Jonathan reluctantly let me go. I crept back to my apartment and tried not to make any noise that might wake my mother. I stepped inside, lightly placing my keys on the side table near the door when someone cleared their throat. I froze, eyes widening when I saw Mam sitting on the sofa, a cup of herbal tea in her hands as she levelled her suspicious gaze on me.
“Where have you been?”
A rabbit in the headlights had nothing on me as I scrambled for an explanation. “I was … I was just…downstairs in the lobby speaking to Larry.”
“Larry?”
“He works on the security desk.”
“And why did you need to speak with him?”
“Um, well, I couldn’t sleep, so I was out on the balcony looking at the stars. They’re very pretty when it’s late, and there’s less light pollution.” Now I was rambling. “Then I noticed two men down in the car park trying the doors on several cars, so I went down to let Larry know.”