Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31730 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31730 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
“Everett,” she cries out. “Oh, fuck!”
Her body clenches around mine as she nearly collapses with pleasure. My dick seems to explode and I have to yank her off of me so I don’t accidentally put a baby inside of her. I’m relieved when my hot cum splatters all over her perfect ass.
“God, I love this,” I murmur against the shell of her ear. “I love us.”
I right my shorts and then help hers back up over her wet ass. Once we’re no longer exposed, she turns in my arms and throws herself at me. Our mouths fuse together in a salty kiss, laced with an emotion that I know leads to love.
“I love us too,” she agrees, between kisses. “I love everything about us.”
“I’m so glad you came,” Olivia greets with a wide grin.
I beam back at her. But as fun as it is to hang out with her and Caleb, I can’t help but miss Everett. I’d selfishly wanted him to come but he kindly reminded me that he was still everyone’s teacher and it would be inappropriate. But fucking a barely legal girl on the bleachers somehow lies within his code of ethics. I smell a double standard.
“I’m glad too,” I reply, shoving thoughts of Everett and his perfect cock into the recesses of my mind.
“Me three,” Caleb chirps and hugs Olivia to him. Despite her words last week about not digging Caleb, she accepted when he asked her out. They’ve been together ever since. She seems slightly awkward though, when he makes a big show of making out with her in front of everyone. I don’t feel their chemistry but I also don’t know what goes on behind closed doors. Maybe they’re happy and the new relationship weirdness will fade after time.
“Your house is big,” I admire as we walk through the throng of people in his living room.
“My dad,” he mutters, irritated. “He owns a club in the city.”
“What kind of club?” Olivia asks.
He shakes his head. “You don’t want to know.”
“Did you hear that Mr. Polk made bail? His girlfriend got him out,” Olivia informs us. “Lacy’s here and she’s been going on and on about it. She’s been texting him, trying to get him to see her. So gross. It’s like I don’t know her anymore.”
One of Caleb’s friends named Jake saunters over to us. He grabs Caleb’s shoulder and grins at him. “Caleb Reynolds, my man. You gonna introduce me to your friend?”
Caleb stiffens and drops his gaze to his feet. “River. You’ve met her before.”
“Aww, man,” Jake says with a boyish grin that I’m sure charms the pants right off girls all the time. Not this girl’s pants. This girl wears short skirts for her nasty coach. Never pants.
“I’ve seen you stretching. You give half the team a boner every time you do that shit.”
“Glad to entertain you,” I remark dryly. “Where’s the bathroom?”
“I’ll go with you,” Olivia says in a snooty tone meant to dismiss Jake.
Caleb starts chatting with him so we make our escape. We begin exploring the gigantic house together. It gets quieter the deeper into the house we go. The second floor is eerily silent.
“What do you think’s in here?”
“Hmmm,” I say with a smile. “A sex dungeon?”
She snorts. “Yeah, right. I don’t think Caleb has had sex before. I haven’t come out and asked him but that’s the feeling I get.”
“Are you going to bone him?”
Her shoulders lift up. “If he makes me.” She grins at me. “Oh, Caleb,” she faux moans. “Don’t tear my clothes off me! Don’t hold me down!”
I start laughing my ass off when the door we’re standing in front of slings open with a crash. An older man with a thick brown beard and wild hair glares at us furiously. His shirt is unbuttoned, revealing a tattooed chest.
“Where is he?” he demands. “Did he hurt you?”
Olivia stares at him with bright red cheeks and an open mouth. “Huh?”
“Was Caleb out here forcing himself on you?”
“Oh no,” I chime in, in an attempt to save her. “She was just playing around.”
“Who the fuck pretends to get raped?” he demands, his gaze never leaving hers.
“Dude,” I mutter, “it was just a joke. Calm down. We’re just looking for the bathroom.”
He takes a step toward Olivia and I swear he sniffs her. Creeper alert. “There’s one in my room. Come in.”
Olivia and I exchange glances. Mine is worried but she seems cool with it. Everett would tie me up and never let me go if he knew I just willingly followed a scary man into his bedroom.
“Um, I’m Olivia,” she chirps. “You are?”
He stops mid-stride toward the bathroom and turns to glare at her again. “You’re Caleb’s new girlfriend, Olivia?”
Her big green eyes widen. “Yeah.”
He extends a hand to her. “I’m his dad. Miles Reynolds.”
Caleb’s dad? There’s no way.