Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 101524 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 508(@200wpm)___ 406(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101524 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 508(@200wpm)___ 406(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
“I’m hungry, can we eat?” Coop asks.
“Of course,” I quickly agree. Thank goodness for his bottomless pit of a stomach saving the day. “Come on.” I walk them outside and feel Logan’s hand rest against my back.
“I’m going to talk to Billie,” Logan tells me when we get back to the backyard.
“Sure, I’ll feed the kids.”
“Thanks, baby.” He kisses the side of my head, then makes his way across the grass to the pool, where Billie and Cat are now both lying on two loungers. I see Billie stiffen as he approaches, but whatever he says must put her at ease because she relaxes as he takes a seat on the end of her chair.
“Okay, what do you two want to eat?” I ask Zuri and Cooper.
“A burger,” Cooper says.
“A hot dog,” Zuri tells me.
“Alright, come on.” I take them both over to the grill and get them each a plate, then help them both with condiments before also helping them with their sides. When we’re finished, we take a seat at the picnic tables with a couple of the other kids who are eating, and Cat comes over to join us, obviously sensing that Logan and Billie need a minute alone. I sit with them, but keep an eye across the yard. I hate that the two of them are going to have to deal with this whole Aaron situation, but if there is one thing I know, it’s that Kristy will be better off in the end, and so will the kids.
Twenty-Seven
LOGAN
“Hey,” is all Nalia gets out before I wrap my hand around her throat, curl my arm around her waist, and pull her flush against me while capturing her mouth with mine. With the kids at school during the day, I’ve been coming over around the time she has lunch and taking full advantage of having her all to myself. Like always, she doesn’t hesitate to open for me, and my tongue slides against hers. Groaning, I back her into the house and kick the door closed. She tastes like the candy she’s always eating, and I’ve become addicted to it. Fuck that, I’m just addicted to her.
“Oh,” she whispers when I arch her over my arm and skim my teeth down her throat moving us down the hallway to her bedroom,.
“I missed you.” I nip at her jaw then hiss when she gets my jeans unbuttoned and wraps her fist around me.
“Me too.” She pumps me once before she’s forced to let me go as I shove her back onto the bed. Looking down at her, I reach over my head and pull off my tee, then lean forward and smile. The short dress with a low bodice and thin straps she's wearing is cute and leaves little to no work for me to get to her. I take advantage as I drop forward and kiss her, then drag my mouth down her throat to the front of her dress and cup her breast.
“Logan.” She lifts her legs to the back of my thighs and pulls me forward while her fingers slide through my hair. Dragging down the thin straps at her shoulders, I free her breasts, her dark nipples tightening in the cool air. I pull one into my mouth before doing the same to the other as she arches into me. Leaving her breast, I lift the skirt of her dress, exposing the lace of her underwear and her flat stomach, then kiss my way down, dipping my tongue into her navel while my fingers slide the wet lace covering her aside.
“Fuck, I love how wet you get for me.” My fingers slide across her clit, and she spreads her legs further while lifting her hips to get closer to my mouth. “So greedy.” I grin before burying my face between her legs, giving her what she wants. Using my fingers and tongue, I explore the outer lips of her pussy, then wrap my lips around her clit and pull it into my mouth at the same time pressing two fingers deep inside of her. My cock aches as I pull the first orgasm from her, and I’m so fucking hard by the time I get the second that I’m worried I’ll come in my jeans just from eating her out.
On the edge of losing my fucking mind, I wipe my mouth on her thigh and get to my feet. The sight of her spread out across the bed with her hair a mess, her top pulled down, making her full breasts visible over the white material, and her dress up around her waist is a fantasy I didn’t even know I had. Gritting my teeth, I grab my cock and squeeze.
“Are you going to fuck me or stare at me?”
“Oh, I’m going to fuck you.” I flip her to her belly, listening to her gasp.