Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 17053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
Lora bounces rhythmically in time with my thrusts as the sounds of slapping meat, anguished moans, and heavy panting fill the air. Frantic giggling now accompanies her wild movements.
A few more thrusts are all it takes to feel that all-too-familiar feeling of my own release on the horizon. Lost in her throes, my body rushes from lust-hungry monstrosity, to teetering on the verge of come-drunk whimpering.
No, fuck, not yet. Hold it together. I fight against my natural urges, but it’s a losing battle.
Excruciating pleasure streams through my entire body. Every part of me lost to every part of her.
“I’m close,” I groan, half-hoping Lora will slow her slamming hips. God knows I can’t stop myself from driving deeper into her.
She doesn’t. Instead, a devilish twinkle floods her baby blues, and she kicks her legs around my body and uses them to pull deeper.
“Come for me, baby,” she whispers, repeating the sentence twice, growing ever more hysterical with each iteration. The first was enough for me.
I roar out into the night as my body betrays me, exploding in euphoric agony as I empty my balls inside of Lora.
Try as I might to keep myself up, it’s all in vain, toppling on top of her again and locking our lips in another deep, intense embrace.
This is it. My life will never be the same again, but it’s only up from here with Lora in it.
6
LORA
Silent darkness engulfs the university grounds when I step out of the library and onto the court leading to my exit. I hate having to end my studies this late. Not because Boulder’s a particularly dangerous town. Everyone seems to understand their role underneath the Knight Rider’s thumb, but that can only take the edge off so far.
After eight, it’s still a long, empty street from the university to my dorm building. Empty and quiet, apart from the sound of a few animals in alleyways or chirping birds in the scattered trees.
Tonight has me on a certain kind of edge. Probably because I know it’s the first time Knight hasn’t been watching me since we met. He told me who wouldn’t be around this morning when he dropped me off. Said he had business back at the club to tend to.
I thought I’d be fine and reassured him as such. Still floating on a cloud after our magical night we shared together to think straight. I knew I’d spend a few extra hours in the library, but I expected to be out before the sun set completely.
Now, staring down the long stretch of empty black apart from a few street lights overhead, I regret everything.
A sound from an alley to my right makes me jump as I pass it. With a lamp overhead providing light in my general vicinity, staring into the dark is a pointless endeavor. My night eyes have been burned away, and the longer I look into the shadows, the more my mind starts playing tricks on me. Swirling inky shadows drifting into the shapes of a person. Of people. Approaching me slowly at first, but quicker as I start to walk away again.
Fuck.
I grab my phone and text Knight.
Busy? Feeling scared and could use backup
Along with a dropped pin of my location.
As much as I don’t want to bother Knight, he makes me feel safe. And the picture in my head of his big, strong arms around my body while he carries me all the way home … God, it sounds like heaven.
To avoid a mishap of being caught outside alone, I head into a twenty-four-hour convenience store. I’ve used it a few times since I moved here, and built a bit of a relationship with the old man running the shop. He greets me as I enter, and to avoid alarming him that I might be in danger, I head down the aisles as if I’m looking for something.
But reaching the farthest end of the store, with a view of the entryway door through the aisle, I’ve made a terrible mistake. Because there he is, standing inside it, dressed in all black from head to toe, with gloves and all. The creature I saw hidden in the shadows, waiting for its time to strike.
Professor Callahan.
Come on, Lora. Relax. You’re acting crazy.
There’s as high a likelihood that Professor Callahan is here to buy something for dinner as he is following me around. In fact, the former is far more realistic than the latter. Before anything else, he’s my professor, and he won't risk his career and, knowing Knight, his life to have another shot at me.
Those thoughts are immediately dashed when he spots me down the row of canned goods and starts making his way over.
I draw in a few deep breaths, watching him near me. There’s still a chance he’ll break off, stop in the middle somewhere, and grab a few tomato cans. Or better still, maybe he’s coming over to offer me help instead of doing something creepy.