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.

knees go weak, and I stumble forward, leaning against the tiles so

over.

of Hannah naked won’t leave me alone. I see her rounded thighs and curves… her boobs.

I stare down at my hard cock in

the tiles, and I grip it to relieve some pressure. But my hand isn’t enough. No. My cock craves Hannah and

want her. This is the second time I’m rock-hard in the

off to

head when there are three little

of my dreams-err,

in my chest? Jesus Christ, I need to take

my naked, dripping body and lift

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

to fuck me at my mother’s house. She is way dirtier

be better, but… if this is

hesitating, probably panicking a little now that she

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

can come in now. I’m ready for

She is still acting insecure. “Not going to lie, the way

nervous about. This room is soundproof,

loud in bed-I like that a lot. It’s sexy when she moans

Hannah sobs. “Are you really that angry with me

What?

Hannah enters. At first, she looks ready to cry, but then she blinks and blinks and stares at me, white in the

you

press her against the wall with a smirk curling my lips. I’m unsure what roleplaying game she is playing. Meh. It doesn’t matter. I use my left hand to close the door and lock. it so no one can

I’m done, I peer down at Hannah. Her eyes are vast, and her breathing has seized. She rakes me up and down, and her attention lingers on my pecs until she

whisper huskily. “What is that you women say when men check out your boobs and are a bit too obvious about it-my eyes are up

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

And

tonight, babe.”

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