Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Brick keeps going until he orgasms into my mouth, his hot cum leaking out the sides of my smile.
“Fuck,” he growls. A few lazy pumps later, Brick falls back into the hammock. I crawl back up so that I’m resting my chin on Brick's chest.
“How are you feeling?”
“Amazed with you. You're just-” He stops himself midsentence to kiss me. His hands grab either side of my head and bring our lips together. When we break apart, we rest our foreheads together.
“So, do you want to keep watching the movie, or are you ready to turn in for the night?”
I look directly into his eyes.
“Let's watch it. But you might need to restart it. I haven't really paid attention since the beginning.”
“Okay,” he chuckles. We situate ourselves, adjusting our clothing, as Brick rewinds the movie to the beginning. “Now, let's be good this time.”
“Okay,” I nod. “As long as you are.”
“I guess we will see.” Brick presses play, and the music starts. I snuggle up even closer to him and prepare for our second (or maybe third?) attempt with this movie.
The next morning, I wake up in the most comfortable bed I've ever been in. Stretching my limbs, I sit up and take a look around. It's a nice room. Huge, too.
I don't remember coming up here, though. Brick must have carried me. We managed to finish Nosferatu, but when the next movie started, Brick and I were all over one another. I don't really remember what else played, just random snippets.
But I don't see Brick anywhere. The clock says it's ten, so he probably woke up long before me.
I get out of bed and notice folded clothes with a note on top.
Downstairs in the kitchen. Get dressed – or not ;) – and come join me. Brick
I pick up the clothes he left me – an oversized tee and some boxers. I put them on and leave the bedroom. Hopefully, getting to the kitchen won't be too difficult. Brick's home is absurdly huge. Anyone would get lost in it.
I walk down the hall and go down the first set of stairs I find. They take me to a part of the house I was in last night. From here, I remember how to get to the kitchen and make my way there. Just like the note said, Brick is waiting. He looks freshly showered, the sun shining off the water droplets in his hair.
“Tammy! You're awake.”
“Yeah, I didn't know I was going to knock out for so long.”
“We got to bed pretty late. Plus, we were up to some tiring activities last night.”
“We were,” I blush.
Brick smiles down at me before motioning toward the rest of the kitchen.
“Do you want something to eat? The kitchen is fully stocked, so if you want it, we probably have it.” My tummy rumbles as if on cue. I don’t think I’ve eaten since being at Mamie’s. The popcorn Brick brought out ended up being very much forgotten.
“Yeah, sounds like I could eat,” I joke. “I don’t need much. Some toast and tea would be good.”
“Do you want anything on your toast?”
“Some butter or jelly.”
“Yeah, okay. That’s easy enough. Do you remember the smaller room I showed you, the one with that round table?” I nod. “You can go wait for me in there. I’ll be there in a minute.”
“Okay. I’ll see you in a minute.” This feels a little awkward, but I’m sure that vibe is mainly coming from me. It’s the first time we’ve woken up together like this, so there are bound to be a few kinks.
I leave the kitchen and go to the little nook Brick was talking about. It’s such a cozy little spot, perfect for breakfast. The sun streams in through the windows, lighting everything up with a warm glow. I know he said he doesn’t live here most of the time, but it’s such a gorgeous place. I guess it is too big for one person, though.
I wonder if he’s ever thought about having more than one person live here. It’s too early for that other person to be me, but with a house this big, the thought must have crossed his mind.
“I wonder,” I say to myself. I shouldn’t wonder too much, though. It’s bound to lead to nothing good.
18
Brick
I woke up this morning considerably early given how late Tammy and I stayed up playing with one another. I knew we were going to get up to a few things last night, but I was not expecting all of the tricks she pulled out. That girl is not as innocent as she looks.
I don’t really want to be up this early, but my body has an internal clock that I cannot seem to turn off. Unless I am up the entire night, I wake up at 4:30 in the morning every morning, if not earlier sometimes. I would have stayed in bed to wake up with Tammy, but I knew she would wake up a lot later than me. I didn’t want to bother her with all of my moving around, so it seemed like a better idea to just get out of bed and go through my morning routine.