Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 97767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 489(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 489(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
“I think I could get used to this,” I whisper sleepily, my voice fading.
“Me too,” he says, his words soft and full of promise.
The last thing I feel before sleep takes me is the gentle squeeze of his hand, his thumb brushing lightly against mine, as if to say, I’m here.
23
Gio: Should we be one of those couples that sexts?
Austin: Do you WANT to be one of those couples that sexts…?
Gio: I wouldn’t be opposed to it.
Austin: Of course you wouldn’t—you’re the one who brought it up!
Gio: I have a quick break before I have to meet with the assistant coach, Tyler, figured it couldn’t hurt to ask.
Austin: I mean. I don’t think I’d be good at sexting but give it your best shot.
Gio: So that’s a yes?
Austin: I don’t think most people have a long discussion about texting sexy-time. I think they just DO it. This is cracking me up.
Gio: Well I don’t want to offend you by sending you a mirror selfie or by saying something offensive, like ‘Thinking bout those sweet tits right now’
Austin: Fair enough.
Austin: Are you asking for a preview?
Gio: Let’s call it research.
Austin: Oh right—I know how much you LOVE science.
Austin: “You’re so hot, babe.”
Austin: There. How was that?
Gio: That’s how my grandpa talks dirty.
Austin: How would YOU know? Ha ha.
Gio: Let me show you how it’s done.
Austin: Oh, this outta be good…
Gio: If you were there in your office right now, I’d push you up against the wall, kiss you until you couldn’t think straight, and hike your skirt up. Then I would…
Austin: …then you would…???
Gio: That’s it.
Austin: That can’t be it!
Gio: Nah. Don’t want to scare you off.
Austin: OMG.
Austin: You can’t just leave me hanging like that.
Gio: Damn right I can. That’s how you build suspense.
Austin: You asshole.
Gio: LOL
Austin: You know—I didn’t wear panties to work today…
Gio: Is that so?
Austin: Nope. Was hoping you’d drop in on me today and…
Gio: …
Gio: AND?????
Austin: That’s it. Don’t want to scare you off.
Gio: OMFG.
Austin: LOL I am laughing so hard right now.
Gio: You’re mean.
Austin: Or am I hilarious?
Gio: Yes.
Austin: Admit it—you kind of love it.
Gio: I mean, yeah, but you can’t just stop there. What am I supposed to do with that information?
Austin: Suffer, I guess?
Gio: Wow. You’re unbelievable.
Austin: You knew this when you started dating me.
Gio: Yeah, but I didn’t realize you’d be this good at torture.
Austin: You’re welcome.
Gio: I’m coming by after practice.
Austin: Oh, are you now?
Gio: Tell little Gio to stay the fuck out of my way.
Austin: You still have to take him on a walk so he can bond with you.
Gio: Oh jeez—stop reminding me. Maybe after I fuck you against your living window.
Austin: Oooooo
Gio: Bare ass pressed against the glass. Mmmm…
Austin: Oh, you’re confident today
Gio: I’m full of adrenaline—just got done working out.
Austin: Alright. Keep talking.
Gio: Fine. Picture this: your bare ass pressed against the glass, my hands on your hips, and your moans echoing through the room.
Austin: Uh huh…
Austin: Then what?
Gio: Then I’d turn you around, lift you up, and make sure the neighbors in the other building get a full show.
Austin: My neighbors would probably call the cops.
Gio: Not my problem.
Gio: It’s always been my fantasy to fuck in a spot where people can see but unable to identify me.
Austin: Oh. Bit of a exhibitionist fetish have you? You’ve got my full attention….
Gio: Enough to leave work early?
Austin: Not a chance.
Gio: My mouth on your neck, my hands sliding down your waist, gripping your hips. Every move designed to make you beg for more…
Austin: I don’t beg.
Gio: Yes you do.
Austin: Fine, I do. But so do you.
Gio: I like begging. It gives you the false sense of being in control.
Austin: I swear, the ego on you is unreal.
Gio: Says the woman who was practically drooling watching me in the goal box last night.
Austin: I wasn’t drooling.
Gio: Sure you weren’t.
Austin: Fine, maybe I was a little. You’re hard to ignore when you’re in your zone.
Gio: Go on. Daddy is listening.
Gio: Tell me more about how hot I looked out there.
Austin: So fucking hot…
Austin: I was squirming in my seat and couldn’t wait to get back to your place and tear your clothes off.
Gio: Knowing I got you all worked up watching me play is enough to fuel my ego for days.
Austin: Days, huh? You might want to pace yourself.
Gio: Why? I’ve got plenty of stamina.
Austin: Oh, I’m aware.
Gio: Good. Coz I plan on showing you exactly how much I’ve got left…
Austin: Say more.
Gio: Imagine this—you walk through the door, and I’m already waiting for you. I don’t even let you set your stuff down before I’ve got you pressed against the wall.
Austin: I’m listening…
Gio: My hands in your hair, your legs wrapped around my waist. I kiss you like I’ve been starving for it all day.
Austin: You’re off to a strong start.