Talking As Fast As I Can Audiobook Novels & Stories

To distract myself, I was about to put on some music. Luke asked me about the content of today's first meeting. My eyes lit up, and I eagerly seized the opportunity, wanting to press the pause button on the treadmill. "At your current speed, you can easily talk while walking," he said. I was speechless. With my back to Luke, he could still see right through me! Feeling a bit deflated, I detailed the meeting contents to Luke.

“Conversation. But you don’t have to be alone if you don’t want to be.” “I don’t,” I said quickly, more quickly than I knew I should’ve answered. With an apologetic cringe, I added, “Sorry. I know I should just suck it up and move on, but my brain feels as if it’s on speed. So right now, I’ll take any kind of distraction I can get to just…not think. And besides, your conversational skills aren’t lacking at all.” It might take a crowbar to pry the words out of him, but once he talked, I actually liked what he had to say.

He said as he continued to drive fast. This could be the fastest ride I've ever been on in my life. "No, it's okay; I can explain why I'm late. Just lower down the speed. I can't take this anymore," I said as I squeezed my sweating hands even more. I shifted in his direction. Our eyes met. His expressions dulled up when he seemed to get my pleading message.

His confused expression: priceless! “So you see,” I finished, in the best Dhar Mann-style I knew: “I can’t have been doing 70 miles per hour! If I did, my engine would be a melted pile of scrape. Does my engine look like it’s about to combust?” I almost laughed when he actually looked at the hood.

Hence by the twentieth minute, I was as jittery as ants on a hot stove. “Can this thing go any faster?” I finally blurted, my impatience clear as day. And the driver scoffed incredulously. “We’re going at 350 miles per hour, babe—it’s like the fastest any land vehicle can go.” “Don’t call me ‘babe’,” I snapped, “and if this was the fastest, why am I not home yet?” He glanced at me suspiciously then turned back to the road ahead. “You do realise that your place is a drive away from the city.”

Daegan's breath getting faster. The meeting ended. I closed the screen but kept the earbuds in. My voice was calm, perfect. I dismissed them. "Fuck—fuck, don't stop, so deep, too fast, mmph—yes, your cock's so big, stretching my mouth—" Walking back to my office, those sounds followed me. Wet skin slapping. Her voice breaking. My pace got faster. My chest burned. My heart pounded. I wanted to be there. Wanted to be the one fucking her. Now.

At that, I end the call, driving at breakneck speed toward the location. TBC.

Though I'm not smart, I understood in my heart that this time, he truly couldn't help me. I returned to my rundown shack, gathered up the recyclables I had collected, and prepared to sell them before disappearing. But no matter how quickly I moved, I was still too late. As I dragged the bag to the door, a cold, male voice cut through the air. “Lindsey Thomson, where do you think you’re going?” In the sweltering summer sun, a chill ran down my spine. Even after three years of not hearing it, I recognized that voice instantly.

“Hard and fast or slow and careful.” “I don’t know,” she says, her voice husky after all the screaming. “Fast.” Oh, I wish she hadn’t said that. I like hard and fast a little too much, and I am barely in control of myself as it is. “Deep breath in,” I say. I thrust inside her, hard and fast as she asked, burying myself deep inside her. I explode with pleasure. The lava in my veins turns into a raging fire, threatening to consume every part of my sanity.

I feel like I could fit in the palm of his hands. "Speak," is the only word that comes bellowing out of his mouth. His voice is deep and seductive in a dominating sort of way. Controlling yet comfortable. Like melted chocolate being poured down the walls of the Grandy Canyon. "M-my n-name i-is," I am cut off before I can even string a coherent sentence together. "I SAID SPEAK!" He roars so loudly I fear the walls will crumble around me. My insides are screaming as panic sets in as flashes of the last however long, blaze through my mind like a forest fire.