Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 68143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
I smoothed her hair back from her face, then let my head drop onto the cushion behind my head.
“I did not,” I said. “What other crow facts do you know?”
I remembered when she was a kid that she had a thing for befriending crows.
The only reason I remembered it was because I thought it was pretty funny how she’d save her roll from lunch and go out to the schoolyard and feed some birds.
The principal tried to put a stop to it, because he thought that allowing the birds to be fed meant they’d stay when they weren’t wanted. But every lunch, Sutton would save her roll and feed them anyway.
It got to the point where the maintenance people tried to shoo the birds away, but they never strayed far.
I even remembered her getting into trouble for doing it, but then the entire lunchroom had started saving their rolls and feeding the birds.
Eventually, the principal stopped enforcing it, and everyone else went back to eating their rolls but Sutton.
“I know a lot.” She pushed up, using my chest for leverage. “And, I think that we should probably not do that again.”
My brows rose as I smoothed my hand up the length of her side. “Why’s that?”
“Because it was a mistake, and things will get complicated if I decide to move in here with you.” She started to pull away, but I stopped her before she could move too far.
“No,” I said. “Leave me in.”
She blinked. “But why?”
I stood up and took her with me, ignoring the way my legs protested as I did.
“Because I don’t want to have to explain to the pool people who clean my hot tub why I need them to drain it,” I explained.
“Drain it?”
“Yeah,” I said as I let her feet slip to the floor on the concrete outside the hot tub. “You know all that white substance that tends to come out when a man orgasms?”
She choked. “Um…”
The way she was hesitating made me wonder.
“Did your husband ever ejaculate when he was inside of you?”
She choked. “I mean…I think so? I have no idea. How would I know?”
I wanted to laugh, but I knew that if I did, she’d get offended.
“You’d be very, very wet down there if he came inside of you,” I explained as I pulled out of her.
A whimper left her lips, and I found that I really liked the sound.
Reaching down between her legs, I gathered some of the release I’d left behind then brought it up to her nipples and rubbed it in. “This. This is cum.”
She reached down and dipped her fingers between her legs, feeling inside of her.
I had no clue why the move made my cock get hard all over again, but I was seconds away from bending her over the hot tub and sliding back inside.
“Oh.” She hesitated. “I don’t actually know, to be honest. I don’t think that I’ve ever felt this before. Jesus.”
It made me wonder other things as well.
“Have you ever had an orgasm with your ex?” I asked, not knowing why I cared.
“Um, no.” She scoffed. “Usually I just laid there until he was finished. It was always very quick.”
I couldn’t stand the vulnerability in her eyes. Nor did I like the way that she looked like she was backing away from me.
Catching her before she could go much farther than a single step, I turned her around and pressed into her.
Her breath caught.
“Gunner…”
I pushed her feet farther apart and widened my own stance before pressing back inside of her.
She groaned and braced her hands on the hot tub ledge.
“Gunner!”
I pulled back, then shoved forward, our skin making a wet slapping noise as I did.
“Ohh,” she groaned. “That feels so good.”
“Put your hand back between your legs,” I urged. “Feel how wet you are now?”
I watched as her hand dipped between her thighs, felt her soft fingers brush my balls and cock as she explored herself.
“There it is,” I said. “Feel how wet you are? How easy I slip inside of you?”
She cleared her throat. “Yes.”
“That’s because I came inside you,” I explained. “I slip in so easily now. I could use our own wetness to my advantage and slip inside a different hole.”
She hissed. “I’m not…I’ve never…”
I grinned. “Maybe not this time then.”
She bent over farther, the end of her ponytail dipping back into the hot water in front of her.
I caught both of her hips in my hands and really started to fuck her.
The wet slap-slap of our hips meeting, paired with the groans that I was pulling from her lips, was enough to have my balls drawing up.
“Hope you’re close,” I growled. “I’m going to fill you back up again.”
She looked over her shoulder at me, biting her lip, and I lost it.
I groaned as I came for a second time inside of her.