Page 68 of Three Not-So-Little Words
“What are you sorry for?” I ask.
“Between my niece and her mother, it was a drama-filled day. They had a full on Dr. Phil session in my living room and refused to leave.”
“No need to apologize. I get it. Trust me, my family has had their fair share of drama.”
“I meant to text you earlier, but the day just got away from me. Ireallywanted you to come back over.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Definitely. I have blue balls over here.”
I laugh. “You and me both.”
“Do you want to do something about it?”
I’m hoping she doesn’t mean she wants me to come over now. “What do you have in mind?”
She gets the naughtiest expression on her face. “Maybe we could make this asexylittle video chat.”
“Has anyone told you that you’re the sexiest woman on Earth?” I ask, meaning every word.
Every time I think I’m starting to crack the Ronnie code a little bit, she surprises me yet again.
I know Ronnie and I have decided to keep this thing casual, which is probably best for everyone. I can’t help but admit that I may be catching some feelings for her. And it’s not just because she’s a freak in the sheets.
Sure, that’s part of it. I’m a guy. Duh. But more so, it’s her personality. She’s fun and hilarious, carefree and sarcastic. She’s just got this extraordinary outlook on life. I love every moment that I get to spend with her. She makes me feel something I haven’t felt in a very long time.
But she’s made it abundantly clear she doesn’t want anything past casual. I have to remember that.
She speaks again when I’ve been quiet for too long. “So, what do you think?”
I look toward the hallway and see the bedroom door is still shut. I’m situated in a way that if Colton did come out, he wouldn’t be able to see anything. It may be hard to explain to Ronnie, though.
Once again, I find myself sayingfuck it.
“I think you’re wearing way too much clothing,” I tell her.
“Oh, really?” She grabs her bra straps and slowly slides them down her arms. “Should I take this off?”
I nod. “Let me see those sexy tits.”
As they come into view, she asks, “What would you do to them if you were here?”
“Lick them. Suck on them. Slide my cock in between them.”
“Speaking of cocks, why don’t you show me yours?”
Any time she says the wordcock,mine instantly springs to life.
I pull down my sweatpants enough to let my shaft spring free.
She sees it and runs her tongue over her bottom lip. “That thing is a work of art.”
“Your turn to take something off,” I tell her.
She props up her phone on some pillows to give me the perfect view of her body as she takes off her shorts.
My eyes are glued to the screen as I watch her fingers slip between the lips of her pussy.
