Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 52072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 260(@200wpm)___ 208(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 260(@200wpm)___ 208(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Last night, though, life-altering amazing. The afternoon rolled into night, and the orgasms Luke doled out only made me want more. We were insatiable. Neither one of us could keep our hands off the other, even when we fell into a coma-like sleep state.
Which is why when his alarm went off, it was me who climbed on top of him, hitting the offending noise, and sank down on his cock. He’d been slow to wake up. The six-or-so-year age difference must have caught up with him from the day before because he had not one single problem letting me do all the work. I teased him about this, but he didn’t take the bait. I’m pretty sure that was because he thoroughly enjoyed the view.
Each roll of my hips and each bounce on his cock had him awakening even more. Then his hands cupped my breasts, his fingers pinched my nipples, my head tipped back, and my orgasm took hold. Luke’s followed shortly after, only he had to do all the work. I’d been too tired and became so languid I could barely hold myself up. He lifted his hips, fucking his cock into me and showing me yet again that sex with a man you truly have a deep connection with is out-of-this-world amazing.
I walked into LITHE with a smile plastered on my face. Coralynn and Lyric greeted me and noticed it, saying, “Welcome back.” Not in the way of a greeting, either; it was full of innuendo, causing all of us to laugh. We chatted for a few minutes and then went our separate ways. I had two classes today, a beginner class and an intermediate class. I kept this week light in case my body tried to betray me, but so far, it hasn’t.
Our days all end at different times, and while the girls left a little while ago, I’m still here. Lyric has date night with her Viking, and she dashed out of here like her life depended on it. Coralynn laughed and said the date she’d be getting was of the dick variety. I shook my head at my sister’s comment. The girl is always thinking with her vagina, I swear. She’s full of sugar and spice while also having a little bit of piss and vinegar. I saw them off, locked the front door, and stayed back to do a couple of things while Luke hit the gym after work.
We’ve texted throughout the day a few times, him in between patients, me between classes. It’s been this way since the beginning. I was more available than him, and keeping my messages to a minimum when I’m not busy, well, it’s a task I need to work on. Any time I thought of something, I’d go to text him, type out the message, backspace, and exit out of my phone. Luke never said anything when I couldn’t resist the temptation of asking how his day was going or what he wanted for dinner. I kept the silly memes to myself or send them to my sister instead.
I move through the studio turning off a few lights in the rooms that aren’t occupied while I head toward the reception desk to grab my phone. My intention is to turn on the stereo system in the studio, do some Pilates work that doesn’t involve me starting and stopping between poses. Then I’ll head to Luke’s, we’ll figure out dinner, and either cook or order something in.
My phone lights up when I pick it up, notifying me of Luke’s message.
Luke: You still at the studio, baby girl?
Two words: baby girl. The way he says them, the way he means them, and the way he gives me butterflies. Luke is everything I ever wanted but never knew I’d be lucky to have.
Me: Yeah, are you headed home?
I’ve barely been at my apartment. Each time I go there for clothes, more end up at Luke’s, and little by little, it seems like I’m moving into his place. What we have is a lot like love, and while we may not have spoken the words, the proof is everywhere around us.
Luke: Nope, I’m here. Open the door for me?
I toss my phone on the desk, let out a squeal, and spin around to make tracks to let my man in. Most storefronts along the main downtown area have a back entrance; we never use it. Especially because it’s a really small alleyway with no parking and the only thing back there is a dumpster. No thanks, not for me, and not for my clients.
“I thought you were going to the gym?” I make quick work of the deadbolt and pulling open the frosted glass door. I’d had grand illusions of keeping the front of the studio all glass to allow even more light in and so people could see what LITHE is all about. That lasted all of three weeks after opening. We had more lurkers than anything. A quick phone call to my dad telling him what was going on, and he pulled some strings. Of course, going above and beyond, he found a company to work their magic the next morning before we opened, and all has been well since then.