Page 8 of The Bookworm

With how tight of a leash her father kept her on, I wonder if she's ever been with a man. Has she ever even kissed anyone?

“There's just one more thing you need to try on,” I say, reaching for the Pink Victoria's Secret bag and handing it to her. Her eyes widen, and she looks at me with mixed emotions. She's biting her lower lip, making me think she is intrigued by where this is going, but her eyes have a tinge of fear.

“I'll be right back,” Merrit says in a low voice, a smile growing on her lips.

I sit back on the couch and eagerly wait for her to stroll back into the living room in matching underwear. A few moments later, my jaw is practically on the ground. Her body is almost entirely exposed to me in a matching lace bra and panty set, both white with little red bows in the center.

I do nothing to hide my reaction to her, and her eyes fall to my groin, where my cock now strains against the front of my jeans.

“What do you think?” she quietly asks, her cheeks red as she brushes strands of blond hair behind her ears. She moves toward the couch, turning around to show off every inch of her perfect body.

“You look stunning,” I say, hardly loud enough for her to hear. “Sit down.”

She doesn't fight my instruction. She holds her legs closed on the couch beside me while she looks at me and bites her lip. I rest a hand on her soft, creamy thigh and pull one away from the other without any resistance from her. My hand slides inside, and I rub it, staring into her pale blue eyes the entire time.

“I want to make you feel good, Merrit,” I say, shifting on the couch to slide down and get on my knees in front of her. Her breath catches in her throat, and she grips the arm of the couch beside her. “I’ve wanted to taste you for so long.”

“I’ve never done anything like this before,” she says, her voice shaking from anticipation.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you,” I say before leaning down and kissing the inside of her thigh.

Her breath quickens as she looks down at me and spreads her legs wider. I bring my mouth to the outside of her panties, licking the lace as she closes her eyes and moans, feeling the heat of me against her.

“I've wanted this for so long, Talon,” Merrit says, sliding down on the couch to give me full access to her soaking wet pussy.

I smile as I trace my fingers over the front of her panties, feeling how her arousal seeps through them. I lick it, savoring her taste as long as I can. My fingers wrap around the waistband of her panties and slowly pull them down, finally revealing her perfect pink pussy. It's glistening and inviting as I trace my tongue along the slit and swirl it around her throbbing clit.

“Oh my God!” Merrit cries out when I take it in my mouth. I've barely touched her, and her body is already trembling. I can't help but smile to myself as I continue teasing her with my tongue, holding her thighs far apart with my hands as she moans and writhes against the couch.

I slide one finger inside of her and nearly lose control of myself when I feel how tight she is around me. All I can think about is how incredible she'll feel riding my cock.

“I want you to come on my face,” I say as I pull away from her momentarily. She groans something incomprehensible as I press my tongue against her once again, and her breath quickens before she cries out from the pleasure.

Her entire body spasms, and she shakes below me while whimpering. “Oh my God, yes, Talon!” she screams. Every time I hear her moan my name, I move my finger faster and suck her clit harder between my lips, sending intense pulses ravaging through her body.

When her body finally stills, I look up at her with a pleased feeling. She's lying back on the couch, her whole body limp and weak after everything she's just experienced. My cock throbs in my pants, and precum has leaked through to the front of my jeans.

I want nothing more than to shove my cock inside her right here and now and make her come a dozen more times. But she's a virgin, and right now, I know she needs rest. Besides, I'm more than happy to wait for her.

SIX

I stare at myself in the bathroom mirror for God only knows how long taking deep breaths to calm my nerves. I've spent the entire weekend here with Talon and Sawyer and at this point, nobody else at school knows what's happened. Plus, I'm going from the invisible nobody wearing oversized sweaters and jeans to someone nobody will be able to take their eyes off. In the past eighteen years of my life, I've made a habit of passing by without a second glance. Wearing the clothes that Talon bought me now, I don't know if I'll be able to.

Plus, what are Talon and Sawyer going to tell everybody at school? They have status and reputations they'll want to upkeep. They can't be seen with some nerd like me.

Just the thought of walking through the halls and having Talon ignore me like this entire weekend was just a dream—averygood dream at that—is enough to make my eyes sting.

“Merrit, you ready?” Talon shouts through the bathroom door. My heart skips a beat hearing him call my name, as it has every time I've been in the same room with him this weekend. I don't know if I'll ever get used to being around him. Especially when he does things like he did yesterday... even thinking about it is enough to force me to squeeze my thighs close together again.

I open the door and stand in front of him with a smile. He takes in my outfit with an approving nod and leads me through the house.

“So what's going to happen when we're at school?” I nervously ask as he plates breakfast for both of us. “Should we pretend we don't know each other? I don't want to?—”

“Of course not,” Talon interrupts, shaking his head at me. “I'm going to drive both of us to school, and when we get out of the car you're going to hold my hand as we walk up the steps.”

There's no point arguing with him about it, not that I want to anyway. It's something I've dreamed of for years. Not only has this weekend been a dream come true but I'm going to be seen in public with him around our peers. Our peers are going to see me holding Talon Mitchell's hand, and they're going to assume we are an item.

I'm still not entirely convinced this isn't an episode of The Twilight Zone.

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