Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 55395 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55395 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
“Suck me down, Lyric, swallow it all.” I stand up, barely able to find my footing I’m so goddamn close. One of her hands moves away from my thigh. I’m ready to move quickly if she taps out. But she doesn’t. Instead, she cups my balls, rolling them around in the palm of her hand. “Fuck, I’m coming, Lili, right the hell now.” I keep my focus locked the hell down, watching her lick me clean, not letting a drop go to waste. The minute she pulls back, I’m helping her up, step back, hands going under her back, sit down beside her on the bed, and pull her into my lap.
“Wow, that was really hot,” she says, shocking the hell out of me.
“You good? Light headed? Anything like that?” I ask, worried she’ll have some kind of lingering effects.
“No, I’m good. Are you?” She moves until she’s straddling my lap. Her hot pussy comes in contact with the underside of my cock. The damn thing just had the best head of his life and still won’t go down.
“Never fucking better,” I reply. She lifts up on her knees. I assume she’s going to drop down on my cock, but she does the complete opposite, pressing her lips against mine, tasting herself on me, and when I deepen the kiss, I’ve got no problem doing the same. We go hot and heavy for a few minutes. Lyric’s nipples skate over the hair on my chest, buzzing with vibrations. I’m about to stand up, let her back meet the mattress, and have her again, when she pulls back.
“I think we need another shower.” She hops off my lap and runs to the bathroom, and I get another great fucking view of her ass jiggling with each movement. My cock bobs against my abdomen, and there’s no way I won’t be taking her in there, too.
20
LYRIC
“Wow,” I breathe out a few days later. It’s Briar’s dance recital, and between their friend group and the grandparents, she has two full rows fifteen people deep to watch her. No wonder they’re hosting at their house after the performance.
“This isn’t even all of them. We’re missing my folks, Tysen’s, Johnny’s, Crew’s, Matthew’s, and Luke’s. They usually try to make an appearance, but this one was kind of last minute,” Jagger says, holding my hand as we take the aisle toward our seats.
“I bet. I love that everyone shows up for each other.” I don’t say that with a chip on my shoulder, either. I’m genuinely happy that this group is such a close-knit family.
“You’re part of it, too, gorgeous.” He squeezes my hand. “Now, I’m sorry to drop you in a pool where you don’t know everyone, but I’ve gotta give my friends shit, and in doing so, mess with their women.” Jagger shoots me a wink, and I roll my eyes. He’s always been this way when it comes to his friends. The jokester comes out to play, and I’ve been more than aware of this side of his personality.
“Go do your thing. I’ll be fine.” He doesn’t let my hand go. Instead, he drags me through an aisle where Johnny is standing to allow us room to move in. His wife, Winnie, must be beside him and is holding a toddler in her arms.
“Johnny, I swear every time I see you and Winnie together, I assume she’s with you as a public service.” Jagger wraps his arms around Winnie, giving her a hug, tousling Sebastian’s hair, and pressing a kiss to the side of Winnie’s head.
“You’re an ass. I’m not sure what Lyric sees in you,” Johnny replies.
“Me either. Got any other eligible bachelors lurking around?” I tease while shrugging my shoulders.
“Good to see you back, Lyric, and glad you can put this guy in his place,” Johnny says.
“I’m Winnie. It’s nice to formally meet you. This is Sebastian.” The little boy holds his arms out for me. At first, I think it’s for him to shake my hand, which would be strange considering he’s a toddler.
“You too,” I respond as Sebastian launches himself into my arms. I hold on as he hugs my neck and starts whispering into my ear, “I sit with you.” I look at Winnie and Johnny. They both give non-committal answers.
“I’d apologize, but Sebastian is a great judge of character, plus he saw you coming in with Jagger. Who, by the way, has never brought anyone around our group.” Winnie is a girls’ girl, giving details even though I didn’t ask for them. “Please sit by us. Jagger is probably on his way to piss off Asher next, then there’s Trent.”
“Okay, thank you. Is he good to sit with me?” I ask, making sure that this is okay.
“Oh yes. He might move around from person to person after a little while.” I smooth out the back of my dress as I take my seat beside her. There’s an empty one to my left, which I’m sure is for Jagger, and from there is Luke.