Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 125852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 629(@200wpm)___ 503(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 629(@200wpm)___ 503(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
She’s completely naked aside from the thick socks covering up to her calves, and I’ve never seen such a pretty sight.
“You are…” My chest rumbles, eyes locked on the pinkness between her legs.
“Waiting,” she answers, and my gaze snaps to hers.
She slides her hands up my chest, digging her little nails into my pecs, and grinds down on me. It’s the perfect fucking dance. My toes curl in my socks, and her teeth sink into that lower lip of hers.
I pinch her nipple and her head falls back, so I go in for more, dipping lower until I can take one in my mouth. She gasps, holding on, and I need more. Fuck, I need everything.
My left hand slides along her side, slowly in case she wants to tell me no.
“Can I touch you, baby?”
She doesn’t answer with words but pushes me down faster, slipping my hand right between her legs.
My groan is instant.
She’s molten gold, hot to the touch, and “So. Fucking. Soft.”
I sit back again, and I dip my fingers between her folds first, trying to picture the shape of her, then settle right over her clit.
“Inside me, Brady,” she pleads.
“Patience, Hellcat.” I pinch her clit instead, and she cries out, her moan deepening as I start rubbing, figuring out what she likes. “You get what I give you.”
She hums her approval. “My bossy man.”
“Your whatever you want me to be,” I promise, taking her nipple between my teeth as I rub circles over her swollen little clit.
Her face is smashed to my cheek, her moans bleeding into my ear and making my pulse jump wildly. My dick too.
She feels it, and then she’s pushing into my hand even more. “I want to feel you.”
Fuck.
I clench my eyes closed. Move my hand and take her by the hips.
I lean back, holding her up a little, and wiggle my sweats down, but when she reaches for my boxers, I settle her back in my lap, grinding up into her so she forgets what she was after.
“There you go. Ride me like a pro.” I take her mouth, kissing her savagely.
She starts to quiver, her hips moving faster, and I know what that means.
“I’m close too, baby. So close,” I murmur as I pull at her nipples, letting my head fall back on the couch cushion as she plants her palm on my chest and grinds her pussy into me like I’m inside her.
It’s fucking euphoric.
I groan, my muscles tightening, and she whimpers, legs clamping over me.
She’s trembling, her wetness soaking through my briefs, and I’m about to add to the mess.
I’m about to come in my damn underwear and I can’t find it in me to be embarrassed about that.
Her orgasm hits her hard, and she drops forward, her chest sweaty against mine, and my ass cheeks tighten, my own coming in quick. I jerk once, twice, and just as I’m about to come all over myself, a warm, soft hand wraps around my length.
My eyes fly open, locking with hers, and she stares right at me as she squeezes.
That’s all it takes, and cum rockets out of me, filling the space between us, and when I look down, a rope of white rolls across her thumb.
Never in my life have I ever seen such an intoxicating sight.
My gaze snaps up to hers, but she’s not looking at me.
No, she’s transfixed on the little black bars that stretch across the underside of my dick. She doesn’t say anything, just traces over them, a sated smile on her lips.
Eventually she slips her hand out from where she snuck it, and neither of us says a word as she leans forward and rests against my chest.
I hug her to me, holding her there, and I don’t let go.
I couldn’t possibly.
At least not until she makes me.
Cameron
Hopping to his feet with far more energy than I can pretend to have, he yanks me up with him. We clean up our mess and he closes the doors of the fireplace, the two of us heading upstairs, his hand in mine.
He tugs me toward his room, but I drag my feet.
“Wait!” I whisper, grinning when he gives me a questioning look. “I wanna see if there’re really logs on the bed.”
I tiptoe over to the room closest to his parents’ and push the door open.
Sure as shit, there is a pile of wood sitting on top of the damn bed.
“Your mom is…”
“Inventive? Prone to get what she wants? A seer?”
I chuckle, looking over my shoulder. “What?”
“I mean, she clearly assumed we needed a room for something.”
“Little did she know we didn’t need one at all.”
His grin is wide and gorgeous, and I can’t stop smiling as I follow him to his room.
He sits down on the foot of the bed as I crawl in it, burying myself in the blankets and claiming the left side.