Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 70488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Noted.
“I need…”
I added a second finger to the first, curling my fingers toward her pubic bone as I did.
Her heels hit my shoulders and started to dig in. “Huxley!”
Her fingers latched onto my ears and breathing was a thing of the past.
But that was okay.
Dying by smothering by pussy seemed like a good way to go.
“I’m coming,” she cried out.
I could tell.
I curled my fingers harder, massaging that spot inside of her until her muscles clenched around my fingers.
Hot juices coated my tongue, and I groaned at the taste of her on my taste buds.
Her body fell limp as her orgasm washed through her, her chest heaving.
I reached for the inhaler on the bedside table and said, “Do you need your inhaler?”
“No.” The breath sawed into her lungs. “I don’t think. Maybe.”
I grinned into her face as she got herself under control.
She didn’t need her inhaler.
Yet.
So I put it onto the bed beside her head and crawled between her splayed thighs.
Notching my cock at her entrance, I slowly pushed inside until she was filled with me completely.
She keened as I found a steady rhythm.
Her breathing picked up even more, and I knew she would need the inhaler if I didn’t slow down.
So that was what I did.
I fucked her so slowly that she was begging me to move faster.
I continued my slow assault until we were both on the edge, then I fell over the cliff with her.
“Shit,” I breathed against her throat.
“I made it,” she teased.
“You did,” I agreed.
She lifted her hips against my pelvis, forcing my still-hard cock deeper, and said, “We’re going to get my skirt dirty. This is dry clean only.”
I pulled her into my arms and rolled until she was on top, then reached for the Kleenex on the side table.
I pulled a few free and handed them to her.
She did the best she could to hold the combination of releases inside of her as she pulled off of me and walked across the bed with her knees.
I watched with a grin as my cock lay hot and wet against my belly.
“Do you think,” she said as she walked to the bathroom and sat down on the toilet. “That you could cover your ears?”
I shook my head. “Not a chance.”
She rolled her eyes and cleaned up, using the bathroom while she was at it.
When she was done, her nose and cheeks were pink. “That is the most I’ll ever do in front of you.”
“For now.” I shrugged. “One day, that won’t be a problem.”
“If you say so,” she said. “I want these floors in my own house. Do you think Koen would install them for me?”
Over my dead body.
If she got them in her own place, that would mean she’d spend less time at mine.
“Aren’t you renting?” I joked.
She sighed. “I am.”
“And would you really want to put money into a house that you hate?”
She looked at me in surprise. “I don’t hate it.”
“You hate who’s across the street,” I pointed out. “Plus, your landlord is annoying. Why don’t you just move in with me, and you’ll have heated floors?”
She blinked as she let her skirt drop to cover her bare legs. “We’ve known each other for like a week.”
“Months,” I corrected her. “We’ve been officially dating for like a week.”
“You never asked me to go steady, though.” She laughed as she reached for my long-sleeved Henley on the ground.
I didn’t remember discarding it.
She pulled it on over her head, then yanked her hair free from her ponytail.
There was a crease in the middle from where her hair tie had sat, but that didn’t make her hair any less beautiful.
She was a stunning woman with her hair up. But with all that hair down and wild? It damn near brought me to my knees.
I stood up from the bed and shucked my jeans, heading to the closet naked but with my socks still on my feet.
I came back out a few minutes later with a white tee and black sweatpants covering me.
She scowled.
“What?”
“Just thinking it was a shame to cover up all that beautiful, bronze skin.” She shrugged. “Maybe you should officially do it.”
“Do what?” I asked, not following the train of her thoughts.
“Ask me to go steady.” She laughed.
I walked up to her, then curled her hair behind her ear and asked, “Is that what you want?”
She shrugged. “It is my birthday…”
My fingers dug into her hips, and my eyes bored holes into hers, as I said, “You’re mine.”
Her breath whistled into her lungs.
“You’ve been mine for a lot longer than you realize,” I continued. “You’ve been my obsession since the first time I laid eyes on you in the middle of one of the worst times of my life.” My hands rose to cup her cheeks. “I’ve wanted you every single second since.”
Her eyes blinked. “W-what do you mean?” she asked. “How long? This seems longer than I think.”