Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 35933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
To have Noah ready to command me, to order me around, to unashamedly have control of me… I was here for it.
“Good to know you’re at least smart enough to understand that.” I snorted and leaned in to kiss her again. When I pulled back, she gripped the back of my neck and wrapped her thighs around my hips, grinding her dripping pussy against my cock. I growled, narrowing my eyes at her. If she didn’t stop teasing me, we wouldn’t be making it to bed. I was going to rock her world right here on this hard ass shower floor.
I was trying to be a fucking gentleman. This floor wasn’t comfortable. I was going to have bruises like a mother fucker from kneeling for her.
“Take me to bed, baby,” she murmured before covering her lips with mine. Fuck, she knew what that name did to me, and she was using it against me.
Without breaking our kiss, I rose from the floor with her wrapped around me. Gripping her ass in my hands, I strode barefoot and wet to the bed before settling onto it, letting her straddle me and have all the control she wanted.
And fuck, did she take it.
Her hand wrapped around my throat, and she pushed me to lay flat back on the bed. I groaned, my cock jerking beneath her wet core. Leaning down, she brushed her lips over mine, then smirked down at me, her eyes twinkling. “You sure you want me to have control, Blayke?”
“Mama, you can fucking own me,” I rumbled, meaning every damn word.
She licked her lips, her eyes heating. “I’m on birth control and clean. You?”
“Had a vasectomy,” I informed her. “Don’t want kids. And I’m clean. Always used a condom.”
“Oh, thank fuck,” she murmured. “You want a condom now?”
I grunted, shaking my head. “I want your bare pussy, mama. Please.”
She hummed and nuzzled her cheek against mine. “You beg so prettily, Blayke.”
Fuuuuck. She was killing me.
Leaning up, she released my throat, then gripped my cock. I was throbbing. So damn ready to be inside of her. To have her own me and claim me. I needed her to make me hers. The whole time I’d been getting her off in the shower, I hadn’t gotten off once. I was aching.
“Ready?” she asked, raising onto her knees. My eyes locked on where we were about to be joined, and I clenched my jaw, straining with the urge to not thrust up into her. “Blayke…”
I forced myself to raise my eyes so they met hers. Gritting my teeth, I nodded. “Please, Noah. I’m goddamn desperate for you.”
When she sank onto my cock, my eyes rolled back in my head, and my neck arched. She took that opportunity to wrap her tiny fingers back around my throat, and she began rocking on my cock and twisting her hips, riding me like a fucking pornstar. I moaned and reached for her, but she shook her head. “Hands above your head,” she ordered.
“Christ,” I growled, but I did as she ordered, lifting my arms above my head and not daring to move them.
“Good boy,” she murmured. I moaned again, the praise going straight to my dick and lifting me onto cloud nine. I had no idea I was this kind of man, but Noah had thrown me for a fucking loop. Everything I’d thought I’d known about myself had gone right out the window the moment she stepped onto that gravel lot back at home and tipped my entire world upside down.
“You’re mine, Blayke,” she rasped, her hips moving faster. She sank her teeth into her bottom lip, her eyelids fluttering. “Fuck, you feel so good inside of me.” I groaned, my hands fisting and curling into the blankets in an effort not to move them. So I could continue being good just for her. “You’re mine.”
I nodded. “Yours,” I agreed. I swallowed thickly. “Fuck. Mama, I’m gonna—”
She leaned down, her lips hovering just above mine. “Come inside me, Blayke. Fill me up.” Then, she kissed me, her tongue plunging into my mouth, and my vision went black as I came harder than I ever had in my life.
16
Blayke
Iwas alone in my bed when I woke up, which I decidedly wasn’t a fan of when I’d gone to sleep wrapped around Noah’s tiny body. But when I found her in the kitchen a few minutes later with coffee and breakfast ready for me? My grumpiness immediately bled away.
I was so in love with this woman.
“I came down early to make you breakfast and coffee.” She pointed to the bar stool. “Sit.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I quickly took a seat at the bar, and Halo, who was sipping on his own cup of coffee, shook his head at me. “What?” I grunted, quickly cutting off a piece of egg so I could fork it into my mouth. I was starving. Noah and I had stayed up half the night having sex.