Chapter 20

Tobias

My entire body shakes when I enter the bathroom. My vision is darkened, hands fumbling with the buttons of my jeans. Why is my blood boiling? It’s a miracle I manage to get naked and walk over to the shower. Though, not even the water can save me. Even as it sluices off my shoulders, I’m still a wreck. My heart is beating like I’ve run a marathon, and it doesn’t seem to want to slow down.

All because of that scene, Hannah laughing with Jake in the kitchen… Hannah looking up and smiling at another man…

Holy shit, am I actually jealous?!

The answer is yes-no matter how much I want to deny it, I’m not stupid. Hannah has gotten to my head and my heart. I think I’m falling for her, which is terrible.

Hannah is younger than me, just like Sarah, and Hannah isn’t mature enough to settle. I know this from experience. If I get serious with her, I will only get hurt again.

Why?

Because we have different goals. I have a career, and I’ve reached all the goals I’ve wanted. I’m one of the wealthiest men alive, and now all that is left to achieve is finding someone to share my fortune with.

After this charade with Hannah is over, I want children and a future, someone… stable.

And Hannah? She is a goddamn college student, and I doubt she wants children now-it would never work between us!

Sure. Hannah is pretty and fan-fucking-tastic; some guy out there will be lucky to have her in their life, but I’m not the one. I’m too old and broken by life. Hannah needs someone sweet and naive, not a bitter idiot like me who only seems to smile when she is around…

Gag.

Did I really think such a cheesy thought?

Fuck. I have to get over myself and probably find a fucking therapist since I’m falling for yet another young, innocent soul.

I try to think of something else: money, Daniel’s ugly mug, and the meetings I have tomorrow… but memories assault me.

Soon I see Hannah’s pale, beautiful skin naked in my bed. The warm weight of her ass when she rode me to an orgasm and those sounds she made when she came hard on my cock.

and I stumble forward, leaning against the

over.

thighs and curves… her boobs. Her glorious boobs. Damn, I’ve never been with a woman so

down at my

and aching down there. The tip presses against the tiles, and I grip it to relieve some pressure. But my hand isn’t enough. No. My

badly! want her. This is the second

to Hannah

head when there are

my dreams-err,

is that happiness in my chest? Jesus Christ, I need to take

my naked, dripping body and lift

Hannah wanting sex? It must be. Why else would she want to enter the bathroom when she knows I’m most likely naked? Oh my god, how do I look? Wait! Why do I care? I

because she wishes to fuck me at my mother’s house. She is way dirtier than I thought.

place could be better, but… if this is

seems to be hesitating, probably panicking a little now that she knows I’m willing to make her fantasies come

I smile at the door and get rid of the towel-better present myself with open arms to

now. I’m ready for

handle but doesn’t open the door fully. She is still acting

is nothing to be nervous about. This room is

a lot. It’s sexy when she

you really that angry with me that you’re threatening

What?

door, dumbfounded, until it opens, and an unhappy Hannah enters. At first, she looks ready to cry, but then she

are you not

unsure what roleplaying game she is playing. Meh. It doesn’t matter. I use my left hand to close the door and

at Hannah. Her eyes are vast, and her breathing has seized. She rakes me up and down, and her

at that, and I lean down to whisper huskily. “What is that you women say when men check out your boobs and are

Hannah says nothing, and I angle myself at an uncomfortable angle so that

blonde strand of her hair while smiling darkly into her face.” And so dirty for wanting to play

tonight, babe.”

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