Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
“So close.” I grit my teeth. My body starts to shake.
I release her hair and place my hands on her shoulders to gently push her away but she tightens her grip on me and keeps going as if she’s trying to suck out my very essence.
“If you keep this up, I’m going to cum in your mouth.”
My words go unheeded. Either she’s ignoring me or doesn’t care. Either way, it’s too late.
“Zora!” I yell her name as I release my jizz down her throat. My seed drips down the sides of her mouth and she finally let’s go of me and sits back on her heels.
She glances up at me as she wipes the corners of her lips. “I hope this satisfies you for now, Sir. If my services are no longer required right now, then I’m going to take a shower.”
And just like that, the moment is shattered. My body is still in recovery from that explosive orgasm. I don’t have the strength or will to fight with her right now. “Zora, let’s not do this.”
“Do what, Jackson? This is what you wanted.”
It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell her she’s wrong but she doesn’t give me a chance. She’s on her feet again, collecting her clothes.
“Zora…” My voice trails off because she’s already walking away and headed down the hall.
She slams the bathroom door behind her.
I throw my arm over my eyes and groan in frustration. There had to be a way to get through to her. I just don’t know how.
19
ZORA
Iwave at my bestie as I step inside the swanky new fusion restaurant downtown. It’s the kind of place that only takes reservations after a certain hour. Everything is tastefully decorated in green, red and white and the wait staff are all wearing suits.
“You look exhausted girl. We didn’t have to meet today. I wouldn’t have minded if we rescheduled for another time.” Lea gives me a hug and I sink into her embrace, relieved that I can finally have a conversation with someone who isn’t going to stress me out.
I love my dad, but being with him lately has been draining. Seeing him go through radiation is heartbreaking. He seems so old and feeble and it’s hard to watch. As for Jackson…he’s another stressor I don’t want to think about right now.
That man is bound to send me to an early grave just from his neediness. It’s driving me crazy and there’s nothing I can do about it because he still holds the deed to my father’s house and if I back out of the arrangement, I’m sure he will make me pay back all the money he’s paid toward Dad’s debt.
But the worse thing isn’t having to sleep with him. It’s that I like it. My body has become addicted to his touch. That man may be many things: arrogant, needy, jealous and overbearing.
But damn he can fuck.
He’s like a demon in bed and sometimes can go hours, leaving me so exhausted, I can barely move when he’s finally done with me.
I’m not getting much sleep and it’s getting harder to make excuses to my father who wonders why I’m not staying at his house.
Maybe it’s a kind of sexual Stockholm Syndrome of some sorts, because I can think of no other explanation as to why my body completely bursts into flames with the slightest touch from him.
“It’s fine. Besides, this is the first time we got to see each other since I’ve been down this way? How have you been?” I ask taking a seat at the table she’d been waiting at. “You look great as usual,” I note taking in her chic appearance.
She’s barely aged these past twelve years. Her body has filled out a little more and she has a short dark bob cut just above her ears unlike the waist length locks she preferred in high school. Motherhood looks great on her.
Lea waves he hand dismissively. “Aww shucks, you’re just saying that.”
“No, I really mean it. You look great. I don’t know how you do it. You’re a wife with two kids and you have a successful real estate business. I am barely keeping my head above water,” I groaned.
“Well, I’m not doing it alone of course. Buck helps out a lot. He’s so great with the kids and he treats Jason like his own. Hans takes him every other weekend. And Angelica is probably the world’s calmest toddler. She barely gives me and her daddy any trouble at all.”
“I still can’t believe you married a man named Buck.” I giggle at the absurdity because the two of us used to make fun of these those corn fed country boy types who drove pickup trucks.
“Girl neither can I but after me and Hans didn’t work out, I was feeling really low. I just went to work and took care of Jason. And one night my cousin convinced me to go out drinking with her and we ended up in this dive bar where there was country line dancing. Buck was so sweet when he asked me to dance. Plus he looked damn good in those Levi’s. I fell for him right away. He’s the kindest, most gentle man I’ve ever met.”