Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 101(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 101(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
“Cameron…”
Hearing my name from her lips is like gasoline being thrown on the fire I’ve been trying to put out inside me for weeks.
She’s braless. Her nipples are hard beneath the vintage fabric of my shirt. Her dirty blond hair spills down across her shoulders like sparkling waterfalls. And her tits are enough to make my mouth water.
It’s like she’s got two ripe coconuts under there, perky as all hell, causing me to feel light-headed as my balls tighten.
I should tell her to put some goddamn pants on. What’s she even thinking dressing like this around me? Doesn’t she know she’s almost naked? Doesn’t she know I’m a full-grown man, filled with testosterone? Does she know what I could do to her if I just stopped holding back?
“You shouldn’t walk around half-naked, little girl. Even at home.”
“Little girl?” Her eyes flash. There’s defiance there, but something else beneath. “I’m eighteen, you know.”
“Barely.”
She shrugs. “Yeah, well, I’m old enough.”
Old enough? Old enough for what? Is she saying what I think she’s saying? Has she already been had by another man? The thought alone nearly demolishes me.
She’s young, but she’s not naïve. She has to know what she’s doing. But the real question is why? Is she just trying to start trouble, or is there some kind of real intent there? She must have no idea what I’d do if I actually allowed myself to put my hands on her.
No way she’s teasing me—inviting me to have my way with her. Guys her age must be falling at her feet, just dying to get a sniff of her panties.
But she couldn’t possibly be into one of those little punks, could she? Just picturing one of them fumbling their way across her has me ready to explode.
She deserves a man who knows what to do with a body like that–a body built for sin. She deserves me.
I can’t even imagine how tight her little cunt must be. As far as I know, Katie’s never had a boyfriend. She’s untouched. A virgin. And goddamn, what I wouldn’t do to stretch her walls around the girth of my swollen cock.
I step back, getting distance between us before I do something I can’t take back. “I–I’ve got to get to the garage.”
Sal’s Garage, where I work anywhere from fifty to sixty hours a week, saving every penny I can, taking meetings with a realtor about the property down on Route 9. It kills me that Katie sees me as just another grease monkey nobody.
“As usual,” she sighs. “Even on Sundays.”
“Hey, a man’s gotta work.”
“My mom says you’re wasting your time, you know. She says you’ll never be—”
“Your mom says a lot of things,” I snap, the words coming out harsher than I intended. “It doesn’t make them true.”
Katie bites her lip, and I have to look away to keep myself from putting my hands on her. “I don’t think you’re wasting your time.”
What’s she saying? That she has faith in me? “Katie—”
“I see how you look at me, Cameron.”
Her words blindside me like a pitch out of left field. “What—what are you talking about?”
I glance over at Mercedes, this beauty’s mother, who is now passed out on the couch, snoring like a horse.
Katie lifts her chin, eyes swimming with courage and terror at the same time. “Like…you’re hungry. Like you want to eat.”
Like I’m dying is more like it. “Go to your room, Katie,” I command like she has any reason to listen to me.
“Why?”
“Because if you don’t…I’m going to do something we will both regret.”
But Katie doesn’t leave. In fact, she moves closer, flooding my senses with her scent. All I can think about is burying my nose between her thighs and filling my lungs with the delicious perfume of her little young pussy.
Her breasts bounce slightly as she moves, and that sends me over the edge. Grabbing my coat, I whirl and burst out the door into the blue evening light.
I need to go. If I stay, I’ll ruin her.
Her voice echoes through the night air, calling my name as I hop into my truck and gun it, leaving the trailer park behind as I head for Sal’s.
My vision is blurred, and my cock is pulsing between my thighs as I fight to control the truck and keep from swerving off the road.
My hunger for Katie is overwhelming. Filthy thoughts fill my mind, all the things I want to do to her innocent body. Mark her, fuck her so hard and so well that she forgets any other man even exists.
By the time I pull into Sal’s parking lot, I’m so hard that even the feeling of my cock rubbing against my briefs as I climb out of the truck nearly sends me over the edge. I’m like a goddamn teen again. I haven’t been this boned up over a girl in years.