Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 89324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 447(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 447(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
She looked alarmed. As if I wanted to leave her right now…
I rushed to the bathroom, discarding the condom and quickly returning to the bed, not wanting to waste precious seconds with her.
Blair reached for me, bringing me into a kiss, her body pressed against mine. My cock began to stiffen. How the hell? I’d never been so easily aroused. And I’m supposed to leave this girl in less than a day?
When Blair pulled back, she smiled. “Look at that.”
“What?”
“The worst has happened, and we’re both still in one piece. The sky hasn’t fallen. The world hasn’t ended.” She pointed her finger at my chest. “You were worried for nothing, big guy.”
If only it were that simple.
“While I’d love to believe that, I’m not so sure we’ll make it through this unscathed. You really think you’re not gonna be more hurt after we leave each other now?” I studied her a moment. “Don’t get me wrong. It was worth it. But we’ve made things a lot harder, even if you don’t realize it yet, Blair.”
Her eyes filled with mischief. “I plan to make things hard again.”
“It won’t be very difficult.” I chuckled. “Trust me.” My dick twitched.
Her smile faded. “Seriously, though, you don’t regret it, do you?”
“Fuck, no. I can’t regret something that made me feel better than I have in a very long time. But separating will be more difficult now. That’s all I’m saying.”
“Leaving each other is gonna be difficult either way,” she said.
“Thanks to your prank earlier, I already have firsthand experience with that. So yes, I agree.” I glared.
Her face reddened. “I’m sorry again for doing that to you.”
Deep down, I knew guilt over having sex with her would also set in once we left each other. But that wasn’t enough to make me regret something that had felt so natural, so mind-numbingly amazing. At least I’d have the memory of it now, even if it tortured me. Nothing was worse than the regret I’d felt when she supposedly left earlier. Now I’d never have to experience that again.
“What do you want to do today?” she asked.
I leaned in and kissed her. “This.”
She smiled. “You want to stay in bed?”
I spoke over her mouth. “Pretty much.”
She turned away, pressing her ass against my cock. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close. A peace came over me as I held her. I wished we had more time together. Even if I wasn’t right for her long term, she was happy with me now. We made each other happy. That had to mean something.
“The time is passing too fast. Stay here with me an extra day—until Sunday,” I said before I could think better of it.
Blair rolled over to face me. “Are you serious?”
I nodded. “It’s probably prolonging the agony, but I’m not ready to say goodbye.”
“I’d have to stay here with you, because I can’t afford another—”
“That’s a given, beautiful. Of course I want you to stay with me. No need for two rooms anymore.”
“Well, then it’s a no-brainer.” Beaming, she ran her finger along my chin. “I’ll change my flight, and we can make the most of the extra time we have.”
My dick was now fully hard and ready to go again. That had to be a record for me. But we’d been so frenzied earlier, I hadn’t had an opportunity to appreciate her beautiful body. I’d just been ravenous. “Can I look at you for a little bit?” I asked.
“Of course.”
I lowered the bed sheet so I could take my time exploring her. I wanted to burn this moment into my memory, never wanted to forget it. Didn’t want to miss a single detail, not a single crevice from head to toe. Her beautiful blue eyes, her upturned nose. The way her bottom lip was slightly bigger than the top one. Her long, dirty blonde hair that lay messily down her back. Her soft skin. Her perfectly pink nipples the size of half-dollars. Her innie belly button. The thin layer of light brown hair that covered her pussy. Her smooth legs. Even her toes were perfect.
“Are you scanning me?” she finally asked.
“If there were a way to do that and keep this sight permanently etched inside my head, I would.”
Her smile softened. “Maybe it’ll be better over time if you forget, though.”
“Never.” My chest tightened. “It will never be better to forget you.”
“Well, you pointed out how painful it will be when we leave each other, so maybe it would be easier not to remember details and just hold on to a vague memory. Maybe it’s the details that will make it harder.”
“Is that what you’re hoping? To forget the details?”
She shook her head. “I don’t want to forget you, no. But I think over time, the details will inevitably get blurry, whether we want them to or not. All I’m saying is that maybe forgetting will make it easier by default. Almost like a protective mechanism.”