Total pages in book: 173
Estimated words: 163802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 819(@200wpm)___ 655(@250wpm)___ 546(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 163802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 819(@200wpm)___ 655(@250wpm)___ 546(@300wpm)
Rhodes was the main course, the dessert, and the sweet, fruity cocktail that washed it all down. He was good, caring, and generous. He seemed so serious and buttoned up when we were in school, but the whole time that was because he was serious—serious about making the world a kinder place. The sexy, quiet confidence made me want him in high school. But the quivering in his voice when he talked about creating GloryBoi for his family, and then had to watch that creation destroy them... it was that open, naked vulnerability that made me love him.
“You’re everything I want, Rhodes,” I rasped. “You always have been and always will be... everything.”
Our eyes connected, communicating so many things we’d never say out loud—because we didn’t have to.
Rhodes latched on to that bundle of nerves and sucked hard.
“Yes!” I bucked, flinging my head back. Fireworks exploded in my mind, sparking bright spots dancing in the air like I stared into the sun. He flicked and teased my helpless clit—giving it no escape and me no chance to catch my breath.
I came so hard I doubled over, almost tumbling over his head.
Rhodes held me fast—steady and strong as wave after wave rocked me, spreading pleasure to every corner of my soul.
Chest heaving, I collapsed on his chest. Rhodes caught and kissed me deeply, sharing the taste of me on his tongue.
“You’re everything too,” he whispered. “You weren’t always... until you were.”
My heart compacted, and then burst into confetti. The man couldn’t just say something like that and then walk out of these woods without my pussy juices on his dick.
I slid down, grasping his length and pressing it against my entrance.
My eyes rolled up in my head as I took all of him—a deep, satisfied moan escaping from my chest.
I let myself adjust, steadying myself on his chest, and then I was off.
I saw why they called this riding because I was bouncing, bucking, heaving, and hopping on Rhodes’s dick like a bronco rider.
Rhodes held tight to my hips, meeting me dip for thrust. We were throwing up leaves with our wild, frantic lovemaking—plunging us both in a warm, woodsy, natural world where nothing existed but the leaves, the trees, the quiet, and us.
My lower belly tightened—core melting like wax over the flame. We were both at our limits. This was never going to be anything but hard, quick, and dirty.
I screamed, legs snapping together and anchoring me to Rhodes—connecting us for now and ever.
We both came hard, exploding on and in each other to a chorus of gasps and moans.
Pitching forward, I dropped into his waiting arms, snuggling my forehead in the crook of his neck. “Wow,” I breathed. “That was incredible.”
“Whew, baby.” I was very proud of myself that Rhodes was just as breathless as me. “That topped our record by miles. Best fucking sex we’ve ever had by far.”
“Yeah?” I flipped onto my back, taking him shocked and blinking with me. I grinned, draping my arms around his shoulders. “Well, let’s see if we can go higher than number one. But first...” I reached over his head and rescued my phone. Turning on the recorder, I held it to his chin. “If you wouldn’t mind repeating after me: I, Rhodes Newbury, am willingly and knowingly...”
WE STUMBLED BACK TO the manor in a light and giggly mood.
“Well,” Rhodes drawled, throwing his arm around my waist. “We didn’t run anywhere but we got in quite the workout. I definitely felt those calories burning, baby, how about you?”
I giggled, hiding my face in his shoulder. “My kind of early morning workout, for sure. I especially loved how it’s turned you into a horny teenager.”
He laughed, tickling my side until I squealed and ran around to his other side. “Blowjobs have that effect on a man. You should see how badly I devolve after anal.”
Grinning, I winked at him. “Okay.”
“Wait, wha—?” His slack-jawed gaping got another giggle out of me. “Are you serious?”
“Sure,” I said, throwing my arms around him in turn. “I mean, what’s the point of being married to three hot guys if we’re just going to have vanilla sex. That’s all the judgment of the alternative lifestyle without all the deviant fun.”
“Uh, that’s the fucking spirit,” he cried, scooping me up and into his arms. “Deviant fun!” Rhodes straight took off running. “Here we come!”
“Right now?” I was laughing my head off. “But we just had deviant fun in bear-infested woods! Seriously, what is the rebound time on your jack-in-the-box penis?”
“You obviously wanted to find out, or you wouldn’t have dangled the promise of anal sex over my head.” He leaped over a fallen branch, sprinting a shrieking me back to the manor and a waiting bed. “No chance I’m giving you time to change your mind.”
Rhodes burst through the trees, and skidded to an abrupt halt. Both our mouths dropped open.