Educating Keryn Read Online Aria Cole

Categories Genre: Erotic, Insta-Love, Novella, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
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“Oh, you’ll figure it out. You like each other, that’s what matters. Everything else is just logistics. But my lips are sealed. Did you get my message?”

“Yes, and good. About time you kicked that loser to the curb. You do it by text?”

“Nope. Invited him here in person and told him to his face that if I ever see it again I’ll punch him right in his stupid drug-dealing nose.”

We both start to laugh as I stand and wander down the stairs. I’ll make some breakfast for me and Max, then we can see what today brings.

“So. Juicy details. I want to hear all about it. What’s he like in bed? Gentleman or monster?”

The word monster makes the hair on my neck stand on end. The things we did… Cutting off my breath. Forcing me to my knees to take his whole cock right down my throat. Cutting me. I know a lot of people would have seen it as abusive, would have thought that I was being harmed. But that’s not it at all. I loved it, every minute of it. I loved being made to endure him, being forced to beg. I loved feeling like the center of his attention and the object of his desires.

“It was fun,” I tell her.

“Details, I said.”

“And I can’t give you details. That’s private and it’s going to stay that way.”

“Oh, come on!”

I laugh as I grab eggs out of the fridge. “Nope. I’m not going to kiss and tell. Just know that I have absolutely no complaints.”

Cyn huffs on the other end of the line as I put the phone on speaker and start cracking eggs. “Ugh. Fine. I guess that will have to do. So what are your plans for today? I’m going to check out the spa here at the hotel in a bit, if you want you two could join me. Unless I’d be a bit of a third wheel…”

“I’m not sure what we’re doing, I’ll have to let you know. But don’t take this the wrong way… I kind of want him to myself. This is all new and—”

“I get it, no explanations necessary. I’m just happy for you.”

“Thanks. Me too.”

“Sweetie, I’m going to go. If you need me, you know where I am, but you enjoy this. And know that I’m going to want more details when I see you in person.”

She laughs, but hangs up before I can come back with anything. I don’t think the grin on my face is ever going to fade. Sure, the circumstances of what happened yesterday were terrifying and if Max wasn’t there who knows how it could have turned out? But he was there. And he saved us. And now I get to have him all to myself.

“I don’t remember saying you could leave our bed.”

I turn at the sound of Max’s voice to find him standing in the doorway. “How long have you been there?”

“Long enough to hear that you’re not going to kiss and tell.”

I stifle a laugh as I mix the scrambled eggs. “You heard that, huh? Could you get us two plates? This will be done in a moment.”

“Your wish is my command, princess.”

I watch him move as he heads for the cupboard. Naked except for a tight pair of boxer shorts that don’t leave anything to the imagination. A thick ridge falls down and to the left, outlined beneath the cotton. I can’t help admiring what’s all mine. How strange that it’s only a week since I was last here, but so much has changed in that time.

“So what are we going to do today?” I ask as we eat, while I watch Max pouring me a tall glass of orange juice. “Because Cyn invited us to go to the spa with her, and normally there’s no way I’d pass up a day of pampering.”

I point my fork in his direction with a grin, but his face is serious as he answers.

“What do you want to do? I mean it when I say your wish is my command, baby. You have my balls in your hand and there’s nowhere else I’d prefer them to be. You want a spa day, we’ll have a spa day. You want to spend time just us, we’ll do that.”

“Well, there is one thing…”

He raises an eyebrow. “Name it.”

“There’s a vintage fair,” I tell him, feeling my heart soar just at the words. I’m never happier than I am looking through piles of clothes that transport me back to another time. “I’d like to go, but I don’t know if it’s going to be very interesting for you. We can do something else?”

“Vintage fair it is,” he says on a shrug. “Let’s finish this and head over there.”

“What do you think of this one?” I ask, holding the thirties-style dress up against me.



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