Texting My Hot Tutor – Text Me You Love Me Read Online Flora Ferrari

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Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46858 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
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It means everything, I type fast. Even if it feels like a dream.

He wraps his arms tighter around me, and I snuggle into him. I've got my dress on again, but no panties or bra. I can feel his manhood pushing through his trousers against my bare ass, making that place deep-within sizzle with anticipation.

If Hudson and Tina weren’t in the next room, I think we would’ve done it when I was bent over, when I felt how solid he was for me.

I would’ve tried, at least.

I should go soon, he texts after several minutes. Otherwise, I’ll never be able to leave.

I turn in his embrace, meeting his eyes. He smirks gently as he leans across, kissing me on the lips. I return the pressure, both of us responding fiercely, and then I lean back, nodding.

He stands, then I hold my finger up.

Quickly, I go onto the music app on my phone, playing a pop song the loudest it’ll go. He frowns for a moment as though he hates the need for this, but then he heads for the door.

I watch him go, almost yelling at him to come back, but knowing it’ll cause too many problems with Hudson here.

Eli opens the door and walks across the living room.

Then he’s gone.

We got away with it, the sneaking around.

I’m sorry you had to leave like that, I text him, feeling like a piece of me has been physically removed now he’s no longer here.

So am I, but I can’t be too sorry. We know for sure now, Della. We want the same thing.

Always, I respond, praying this isn’t some Jess-type prank, some unfunny evil thing.

I don’t think it is. I can’t imagine him being so callous.

I feel like I know him, on a deep level, better than most people do.

My man, my Eli, the only one I’ll ever need.

Forever, he texts back. I mean that, Della. Nothing’s ever going to break us up. Maybe we’ll make a baby our first time. Maybe that’s why we both waited, knowing our first time would be extra special. When I claim your body, it’ll be to start our lives together.

This is crazy, I type. But I have to say it…I love you, Eli. So much.

But no. That’s too far.

Quickly deleting it, I send instead, I want that so badly.

CHAPTER 20

Elias

I’m back in my office, struggling to focus on my prep work for my next one-on-one.

I keep thinking about last night.

Sometimes, it’s the shame of sneaking out that returns to me. Hudson is a good man, and he doesn’t deserve to have people skulking around behind his back.

But that’s only a quiet thought compared with the reverberations of affection and lust and….

Screw it. I can’t ignore it anymore, as insane as it would sound to somebody who wasn’t going through this.

And love.

If that isn’t what I feel for Della, if that isn’t what all this planning for a shared future means, then I don’t know what weight the word can possibly hold.

It’s love pounding through me, making me think of my Della with our baby cradled in her arms.

My phone vibrates from the desk. I texted Della this morning to say hello… and remind her I meant everything I said last night.

Good morning. I’m so glad to hear that, Eli. I kept wondering if maybe it was a dream.

Not a dream. It’s as sweet as one, as perfect as one…but it’s real. I need to tell you in person. Then you can remember my voice every time you start to doubt.

That sounds so perfect, but we have to be careful in school.

We don’t want you storming out again, huh?

You’re such a tease, she replies. I’d never do that now that I know the truth. You feel the same. It makes all the difference.

You’re all I can think about, I send. You were already all I could think about, but now I know you want everything I do for us. It’s even more intense. I can’t wait to be the father to your children. I can’t wait to watch you walk down the aisle. I can’t wait for you to be mine.

Forever, she texts. I want it too. Are you sure you’re okay about last night?

I adjust my seat. I’ve done it several times since coming in here this morning. It’s like nothing feels right without my woman by my side.

I’m more on edge than usual, ready to launch to my feet and charge out of here, find my woman, claim her….

I didn’t like sneaking around, I reply. But I understood why we had to do it. And it’s not like we’re going to keep Hudson in the dark forever.

Thank you, really, but that’s not what I meant. Are you okay we couldn’t go all the way?

I smirk, but then a frowning thought moves my lips downwards. It’s the notion my woman would ever feel pressured.


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