Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
"This place is great," she says, looking around. "This is where we should have been spending our time. Maybe—"
"Maybe we wouldn't have gotten caught fucking by our parents?" I cross my arms, leaning back against the door. Laurie's mouth falls open at my words. "Listen, Laurie, what in the hell are you doing here? I thought you moved to New York a week ago."
I see her ball her fists, and when she looks up at me, there's a haze of tears in her eyes. "Fuck New York."
"Excuse me?"
"New York was a mistake." She wipes her eyes with the back of her hand. "It's too expensive, and my apartment is so small that I can barely breathe, and it's just so fast-paced, and I've been miserable, Adam. And you haven't even tried to call me since you left, so maybe you're fine without me. I mean, I guess I never thought..."
She trails off, wiping at her eyes again. I take a step towards her, but she holds up a hand.
"I'm sorry," she says, sniffling. "This wasn't how I wanted this to go." She takes a deep breath, then lets it out slowly.
"It's okay," I say, because I'm still reeling from seeing her here in my home. "I'm just confused about why you're here."
Laurie squares her shoulders. "I came to tell you that I love you."
The entire world skids to a halt. "What?"
"I'm in love with you, Adam, and I think you might love me, too. And I just couldn't keep going with my life like this. With us apart. Because it hurts so much, and it's been hurting ever since you left."
She's in my arms in an instant, and I turn her around, her back against the door as I kiss her, pouring all of the emotions of the past month into it. Laurie wraps her legs around me like it's the most natural thing in the world, her hands in my hair, her body pressed to mine as our tongues tangle desperately.
When we finally break apart, she's panting and looking up at me with a mixture of lust and adoration that makes my heart ache. "Adam...?"
"I love you," I tell her. "I love you so much, Laurie, and I'm sorry it took me so long to tell you."
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. We wasted so much time."
The thought is wild and out of control, but every time I've second-guessed myself or waited too long with Laurie, I've regretted it.
I guess we're destined to move at the speed of light, and that's fine with me.
"Marry me," I tell her between kisses. "Marry me, Laurie, and to hell with what anyone else thinks."
She stares at me, her mouth hanging open. "What? Really?"
"Really," I say. "I love you. I want to be with you for the rest of my life. So marry me."
"Yes!" She kisses me again, harder than before, and I can feel her smiling against my lips. "Yes, yes, yes, I'll marry you!"
Feeling high with emotion, I carry her to my bedroom and lay her on the mattress. We shed our clothes as fast as humanly possible, desperate to feel skin on skin. Laurie wraps herself around me as soon as I climb on top of her, kissing me over and over again as if she can't bear to be apart from me.
I feel the same way.
I slip two fingers between her thighs, stroking her until she's wet and panting beneath me. Then I flip her onto her stomach, my hands massaging the perfect globes of her ass while I pepper kisses along her spine.
"How adventurous are you feeling?" I ask, nipping at the side of her neck and making her shiver.
"Mmm...depends on what kind of adventure you had in mind."
Instead of telling her, I let my fingers slip between her asscheeks to caress the tight knot of muscle there, feeling her jump in surprise.
"Oh! That! Well...ah...." Laurie is tense at first, but as I continue my gentle strokes, she warms up to the sensation. "You can...keep going."
"I won't hurt you," I promise her, "but you have to relax for me, okay?"
She nods, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. "Okay."
"Good girl." I find the bottle of lube on my nightstand and use it to coat my index finger. I'm going to take my time with this, ease her into the feeling. Once my finger is coated, I press against the tight ring of muscle. Laurie tenses up at first, but then she takes another deep breath and forces herself to relax. Slowly, so slowly, my finger sinks into her.
"Oh wow," she breathes. "That feels good."
"It's about to get better." I withdraw my finger just enough to add another generous helping of lube before I slowly ease it in alongside the first one. Laurie whimpers, her hands fisted in the sheets. "You're doing so good, baby."