Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
“Barrow, I need you.” My fingers are now running up and down his back.
“You’re sore,” he says again through gritted teeth, but as he says it his cock slides down farther to press against my opening.
“You’re a tease.”
He lets out a deep chuckle that makes my heart flutter. “You’re the tease, beautiful. You wiggled all over me while you were sleeping. I was trapped under you.”
This time it’s me that laughs. “I’m pretty sure it was you who put me on your chest.” He pulled me on top of him when I’d started to fall asleep. He locked his arms around me and guaranteed I wasn't going anywhere.
I wiggle again. “I can’t stop the wiggling. I don’t control it.” My body takes over when it comes to him, wanting the pleasure it knows he can give.
He slowly presses the head of his cock inside of me but doesn’t go any further. He begins to make shallow thrusts in and out. “I can’t resist you. I know I should let you rest, but you feel so damn good wrapped around my cock. You were made for me, beautiful.”
I whimper as that deep ache inside me comes rushing back. It’s an ache that I’ve never felt before him. I know he’s the only one that can get it to stop.
“You win, beautiful,” he growls out as he thrusts inside of me.
“Yes.” I lift my hips, matching his thrusts. He stares down at me, his eyes never leaving my face. I can see he’s fighting for control.
“Touch yourself. Play with your clit.”
My hand slips between us as I do as he ordered. I’m already so damn close to coming.
“Need you to come on my cock, beautiful. Need to feel that sweet cunt squeezing me as I spill every last drop of me inside of you.”
The orgasm rocks through me. I cry out his name and feel the warmth of his release.
He presses a few soft kisses to my face. “We should probably talk.”
I’m still enjoying the aftereffects of my orgasm, but that jerks me back to reality. When someone says we need to talk, isn’t that usually bad? His cock slips from me. I’m pretty sure he’s still hard. I want it back inside of me, but he’s right about me being tender. He took me so many times last night that I know I need to rest. It doesn’t stop me from wanting him.
A knock sounds at the door. “I fed this giant cat a steak. I hope that’s okay,” Aurora says through the door.
“It’s fine,” I shout back. She’s not here about the cat, but she can use that as an excuse. She’s here to be nosy.
“Barrow is hogging you all to himself.” There it is. The reason she came knocking. He rolls off me, and I sit up.
“Are you going to open this door?”
“No. Barrow is naked.” I don’t care if she sees me naked, but there is no way in hell I’m allowing anyone to see my man naked. Best friend or not.
“Oh. Make her fall in love with you, Barrow! That way she can’t leave!”
I want to tell her that I’m already in love with him, but I keep quiet.
“I better put clothes on.” I sigh, not wanting to leave this bed, but there are things that need to be handled. As much as I’m scared of having the talk with Barrow about what this thing is between us, I know it needs to be done.
Barrow has me rethinking my future. He’s making me think I could have one that I never thought was going to be in the cards for me. I’ve always pretended it was something I didn’t want. I think I was trying to convince myself. I slip off the bed and start to get dressed. Barrow does the same, but he watches me the entire time.
“I’m still out here,” Aurora informs us like I didn't know that already. It’s why I’m getting dressed. She’s not going to leave that door until I open it, and she can steal me away from Barrow and get the scoop. I walk over to the door and open it as soon as Barrow has all his clothes on. I pull on a sweater and yoga pants, ditching my bra and underwear. I flip the lock and open the door.
“It smells like sex in here.” Her eyes are wide. She tilts her head to the side to look past me. “Is that your phone on the floor?”
My phone! I usually never forget my phone. I haven't checked it in hours. It completely slipped my mind. Barrow picks it up, and I see the screen is shattered. Hell, I remember dropping it when Leonard jumped through the window, but then Barrow came and seduced me. Making me forget all about it. Which reminds me—I lean over and open the window just a little. If Leonard wants to go outside, he can push it the rest of the way.