Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
I look into her eyes and smile. “Perfect fit.”
“You guessed right.”
“I had Jamie do some recon for me. Shannon checked your shoe size. I didn’t want to ruin the surprise by asking you.” I push myself up from the floor and extend my hand to her.
She slips her fingers between mine, clinging to my side as we step onto the ice. Her fear shakes me, and I try to steady her nerves.
“I can’t believe you’ve never skated before,” I say as we glide down the ice. “I would have thought everyone from Pennsylvania has done at least once.”
“When I was a kid, the creek in the woods behind my family’s farm would ice over. I would glide with my friends from one side to the other, but I never did it wearing skates.”
“The city must shock you after growing up on a farm.”
“It was at first. I’m getting used to it now. Sometimes, I miss the comforts of home and knowing where everything is. But I like city life.”
“What made you transfer to Strick U?”
She clutches my hand tighter. “My ex. He asked me to marry him this summer. We’ve been friends since we were kids and started dating in high school. But I wasn’t ready to settle down and have a family with him.”
“I don’t blame you. Who’s ready for that at our age?”
“Exactly. I think he proposed because he figured it was the next logical step.”
“If he’d waited until after you finished college, would you have said yes?”
“No, it wouldn’t have made a difference. I felt like I hadn’t experienced life outside of Lancaster and apart from Corey. When he got down on one knee, I thought he was kidding around… until he showed me the ring.”
“There’s no way to say this without sounding like a selfish bastard, but I’m happy you walked away.”
She smiles. “Me, too.”
We make a few more revolutions around the rink before I spot Murph, who flags me down.
Our time is up.
After I lead Jemma off the ice, she moves her palms to my chest and kisses my cheek. “Thank you, Trent. This was perfect.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
Jemma
After our third date, I’m like a dog in heat, ready to rip off Trent’s clothes. He’s been a gentleman since we got back together. But I’m growing impatient, sick of waiting to have him again.
Trent walks me to my door. He flattens his palm on the wall above my head and leans in to kiss me.
“Do you want to come in?” I ask as our lips separate.
He nods, following me as I enter the dormitory suite I share with another girl. My roommate is staying with her boyfriend this weekend. We have the place to ourselves.
Trent glances around the shared living space and kitchen.
“Do you want something to drink? Or eat?”
He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear, and then his lips crash into mine. Trent lifts me in his strong arms, caging me against the wall with his muscular body. I wrap my legs around him and hook my arms around his neck.
Trent explores my mouth with his tongue, his hands roaming over every surface of my body. His kisses make me wet in anticipation, his touch causing my body to tremble with need. I have never wanted something so much in my entire life. Since our first date, I have thought about Halloween night, wishing Trent would stop being a gentleman and have his way with me.
When our lips separate, my head spins, and I have trouble catching my breath. My head buzzes from the high Trent has provided me.
He lowers me to the ground and unzips my dress, which falls to the floor. My panties are next. I kick my heels off, bared to Trent, my body on fire and fueled by adrenaline.
Trent discards his dress clothes in a hurry. I suck in a deep breath when his long, hard cock springs free from his boxer briefs, too aware of how his body makes mine respond.
I bite my bottom lip.
Trent mimics my reaction, sliding his hands to my waist. He stares into my eyes with greed before he kisses me, ripping a moan from my lips. Lost in the moment, I run my hands over his chest, feeling every ridge of his body. Trent reaches us and rolls the pad of his thumb over my clit. I buck my hips, desperate for more, and he slides two fingers inside me.
Leaving a trail of kisses from my neck to my breasts, Trent explores my body. He sucks on my nipple and tugs it with his teeth. After I come, Trent lowers me onto the bed. Electricity skates along my skin everywhere he touches. My heart is pounding so hard against my ribcage my pulse races.
He moves between my spread thighs and drapes my right leg over his shoulder. With a feral look, he shoves two fingers inside me. He drags them along my inner walls so painfully slow my eyes slam shut from the intense sensation that rocks throughout my body.