Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 134073 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 670(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 447(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 134073 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 670(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 447(@300wpm)
When I open the door to my apartment, Tia comes flying out of her room. I texted her last night that I was staying at Beau’s and after that text she was blowing up my phone.
“Is this the walk of shame?” she asks excitedly.
“I feel no shame,” I say tartly but giggle and try to cover my face with my hands.
“You dirty girl.” She wiggles her eyebrows. “So?”
“It was amazing,” I admit, ready to tell someone. “I think I’m in love with him.”
She studies me for a moment and I see a trace of sorrow in her eyes. “Dove, be careful. You don’t really know this man. Men can be—” She’s cut off when there’s a banging on the door.
“Dove!”
My heartbeat races as I realize it’s Beau on the other side of the door.
I turn, flinging the door open in a panic thinking something might be wrong. Before I can open my mouth to ask what’s wrong, he’s on me instantly. He pulls me into his arms and his mouth lands on mine. His kiss is possessive and filled with so much need. As if he hasn't seen me in years. His hands tangle into my hair and he presses into me as if he can’t get us close enough.
When I finally pull back I’m out of breath, and he drops his forehead to mine. For a moment we’re both silent as we try to find the air in the room.
“Never mind what I was saying,” I hear Tia say, reminding me we aren't alone.
Beau’s body goes still for a moment and his face changes a little as he stands to his full height. He looks different like this.
“Hello, I’m Beau,” he says to Tia, introducing himself so formally.
“I’d hope so,” Tia laughs. “And I’m going back to bed.” With that, she turns and goes to her room.
“That’s Tia,” I tell him. “She’s not super friendly with new people.” I look him over and he looks a mess. His hair is wild. And he’s got on a T-shirt and joggers similar to the ones I’m wearing. It looks like he threw them on in a few seconds and didn't bother to think about what he was doing.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes, I’m fine. I just needed to get to work,” I say, placing my hands on his chest and smiling up at him. He must have followed me home.
Beau lets out a deep breath before running his hand through his hair. He looks down at me and cups my face with both hands. “You don’t leave the bed without waking me up, sunshine.” His hands are soft, but I can hear an edge in his words. He looks a little unhinged. “Did I hurt you last night?” His eyes soften at the question, and I see regret in his eyes.
“Why would you think you hurt me?” His lips tip up in a small smile. He drops a hand from my face and dips it down into the joggers I’m wearing. I gasp when his fingers touch my bare skin. I couldn’t find my panties this morning.
“Here, little sunshine. Do you hurt here?”
“What?” is all I get out before my eyes fall closed as he softly pets me. I hear a deep chuckle. Then I feel his mouth on my neck. I tilt my head to give him more of me as his fingers work me over. He takes me higher and higher and my orgasm climbs up my body.
“Tell me you’ll never sneak out of bed with me asleep again,” he growls in my ear. His fingers stop moving when all I do is moan.
“Beau,” I cry out, pushing my sex into his hand more, needing his fingers to get back to what they were doing.
“Say it,” he growls again. This time his teeth graze my neck and he gives me a little bite. The feeling shoots straight to my core.
“I won’t, I promise.”
“Good girl.” Then his fingers are moving again.
His approval and praise have me so worked up that it only takes one more stroke of his fingers against my clit and I’m falling over the edge.
“Beau!” I moan his name and start to cry out. But before I do he covers my mouth with his hand, muffling the sounds.
“I don’t want anyone hearing that,” he says into my ear. My body jerks against him as I’m flooded with pleasure.
I feel his hard cock press into me, but he pulls his hand out from between my legs and licks his fingers clean. My cheeks warm at the sight. He moans as he tastes me and I watch his eyes grow even darker. It’s the same look he had in his eyes when he took me for the first time last night.
“Beau.” I want to tell him to take me to bed, but I can’t leave Sue hanging. “I have to go to work.”