Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Rose left her alone with the men and made her way back into the kitchen. She finished up dinner, and kept an eye on Baker and Millie. They were standing close together, talking, whispering.
“They look good together, don’t they?” Hardy asked.
She jumped back, startled and a little guilty for being caught staring. “You shouldn’t sneak up on people like that.”
“You’re only upset that I caught you.”
He rested a hand on her hip.
“True.”
They both stared at the couple. “You’re aware she’s completely clueless, right? She doesn’t have a clue that Baker’s into her.”
“She doesn’t have to know. That’s up to Baker.”
“The boy is more clueless than I am about women.” His hand moved to the back of her neck, stroking over her pulse.
She closed her eyes, no longer interested in Baker or Millie.
“What’s the matter, baby?” he asked.
“You know what.”
“You like it when I touch you?”
“I’ve never stopped liking it. Every time you touch me it’s like a switch is going off, and you’re the only one in control.”
She moaned as he moved behind her, pulling her against him.
“I could bend you over this counter, push these tight jeans down, and fuck you so damn hard, you’d be begging me for more while Baker flirts with his woman.”
“I want that.”
Hardy gripped her neck, drawing her back. She stared out at the garden, and she got a small glimpse of their reflections in the mirror.
“God, Rose, you test me and my limits.” He kissed the side of her neck, flicking his tongue over her pulse. His other hand worked down her body, going over her little bump to between her thighs. She groaned, needing the friction that only he could provide.
Thrusting her pussy against his hand, Hardy stroked her over her jeans, and it wasn’t enough.
“Tell me to stop,” he said.
“No.”
She couldn’t tell him to stop even if she wanted to, which she didn’t.
“I need you.”
“You’re such a greedy little woman.” He lifted his hand, and shoved it inside her jeans, going past her panties, and touching her pussy.
“Fuck, that’s what I want. That’s what I need. Your pussy is so slick, and wet.”
“I want you, Hardy. I want you to fuck me,” she said.
“I told you, no fucking. Not yet. Not until I’ve shown you that I’ve changed. What I can do is lick this pretty little pussy later, suck on your clit.”
“Yes, I want that.”
She loved it.
Rose loved the fact that he was making the effort to be everything she ever wanted. They were becoming closer, talking, and doing everything she’d always wanted. She didn’t want Hardy to change who he was, but just to be more open with her.
“I love you, Rose. You’re the only woman I’ve ever loved, and I can’t lose you.”
“Yes, I love you.”
He kissed her neck, rubbing his fingers against her clit. She closed her eyes, blocking out Millie and Baker. In that moment, she didn’t care if they walked into the kitchen. If Baker wanted Millie to be part of his life, which also made her part of the lifestyle, Millie would have to get used to it.
Hardy moved down, plunging her fingers within her pussy, and pressing a thumb to her clit.
Rose cried out. Hardy covered her mouth with his hand, keeping her silent. “I don’t think you want anyone hearing you come. I love the sound, but I don’t want anyone else to know how fucking hot you sound when you explode. That’s all mine.”
“Yes.”
“Are you close?”
“Yes.”
“You going to come?”
“Yes.”
Each time she spoke he removed his hand to give her a chance. Rose loved it when he went all masterful on her. Hardy was always the one in charge, but every now and then he’d let her climb on top and ride him. Sandy was right about Hardy. He was a fucking animal in the sack, and she loved it.
“Come for me, Rose,” he said.
She cried out, and his hand muffled the sound as she came on his fingers. The pleasure exploded throughout her body. Hardy held her throughout, and when she couldn’t take anymore, he knew when to remove his fingers.
“Do you feel better?”
“Much better,” she said.
Rose hadn’t even realized that she was tense or nervous.
Hardy removed his fingers, and she groaned as he sucked on his digits. “You still taste so damn good.”
She smiled, pressing a kiss to his neck. His cock pressed against her ass. “I can take care of that for you,” she said.
“No, not yet, maybe later.”
Rose was hopeful that he’d allow her to give him the same kind of release that he did her.
“I’ll be back in a moment.”
He let her go, and she watched him disappear into the bathroom. Walking to the stove, she checked the sauce just as Baker came into the kitchen.
“Are you done? I don’t want to scare Millie with you and Hardy getting reacquainted,” Baker said.