Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
I leaned my head back, looking up at him, another plan forming. “I’ll make dinner tomorrow night.”
He looked pleased. “I’d love that. It’s not often I have a home-cooked meal. Bonnie is terrible, and my housekeeper cooked for me once. It was even worse.”
He set me on my feet. “I’ll go lock up. You get ready.”
I cupped his cheek. “I’ll be waiting.”
He covered my hand with his. “I couldn’t be happier to hear that.”
I watched him go, one thought in my head.
I was happy to be waiting for him too.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
SULLY
Ihad a shower, then slid into bed. Autumn was already asleep, looking perfect in my bed, one hand curled under her chin as she slumbered. Her pretty hair was draped over her shoulder in a ponytail. She stirred as I pulled her against me, blinking up at me slowly. I grinned and pressed a kiss to her mouth.
“Go back to sleep.”
“I was waiting,” she mumbled.
“I know. I forgot I have an early morning meeting, so I decided to shower now.” I pressed another kiss to her head. “It’s fine. You’re here, and I get to hold you. That’s what I wanted more than anything.”
She murmured something about plans and tomorrow, and she was out. I snapped off the light, enjoying the way she fit against me. Warm, tight, and trusting. I blew out a long breath, realizing how tired I was as well. It would do us both good to have a well-needed night’s sleep.
We could make up for it tomorrow.
Something woke me, my body humming in pleasure. The room was still dark around me, the soft light I’d left on in the corner in case Autumn needed to get up casting a pale shadow on the wall. I blinked, then groaned as I realized what was happening. Why I was so ramped up.
Autumn was awake. And so was my cock, which was currently locked between her full lips. I slid my hand down, finding her long hair and pulling gently.
“Autumn, bloody hell, what are you…” I trailed off in a growl of intense pleasure as she took me deeper. I arched my back, curses falling from my mouth as she sucked me. She cupped my balls in her hand, fondling them as she teased and tongued me.
I reached over, gripping her thigh, pushing her legs open. I slipped my hand to her sweet spot, gliding my fingers over her. “Jesus, you’re so wet,” I praised. “You like sucking my cock, lass? You like having your mouth filled with me?”
She whimpered as I stroked her clit, gathering the wetness there and inserting a finger to tease her. She pushed back as she swallowed around me, my dick now lodged down her throat. The sensation was intense, and I pulled at her, bringing her as close as I could. “Feck,” I growled. “Don’t stop, baby. Please don’t fecking stop.”
She moaned, the sound reverberating down my shaft. I added another finger to the first one and used my thumb to strum her clit. She bobbed her head up and down, taking me deep then slowly releasing me, licking at my shaft, tracing the veins with her tongue and teasing the crown, only to sink it back down her throat. It was the best sort of torture, and I never wanted it to end.
Except I felt my release building. My balls tightened, the pleasure increasing with every tantalizing suck of her mouth. I sped up my motions, moaning curses, praising her loudly as I drove her toward her release with my other hand. Her clit was a hard, throbbing nub under my thumb. Her pussy clenched at my fingers, and I slid one to her tight asshole, gently circling it, the pressure light enough to tease but strong enough to bring an extra layer of pleasure to her. She gasped around my dick, once again swallowing me, and it threw me over the edge. I shouted her name as I came hard, fast, and loud. She climaxed on my hand, her moans and whimpers extending the pleasure washing over me as she took everything, her throat working fast as I released.
And then we were done. Spent. She eased back, my cock feeling cold without the warmth of her mouth. I slid my fingers from her, and she sat up slowly, turning to face me. Her mouth was swollen, traces of my orgasm on her flushed cheeks. Her eyes danced in the low light, and she looked pleased with herself.
“Top of the morning to you, Mr. Black.”
With a shout of laughter, I pulled her to my chest and kissed her thoroughly. I tasted the sharpness of my release and her own flavor mixed in.
“That was a fabulous way to start the day,” I admitted.
“Well, since I fell asleep last night, and you were so, ah, ready, when I woke up, I thought I’d wake you with a smile.”