Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 97409 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97409 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
Our labored pants match as he rolls us both to the side, his cock still buried in me. “That was”—I kiss his neck—“better than this morning.”
“I thought I was going to fucking explode the minute I got my cock into you. Took everything not to just come.”
He pulls out of me and gets off the bed, his boxers still around his hips. “Round two is going to be so much better,” he promises, “and longer.” He winks at me as he walks to the bathroom.
“You’re welcome,” I call to his empty doorway, and he comes out to look at me. “If it wasn’t for me, we wouldn’t have even had a round one.”
“Yes, we would have.” He glares. “It just would have been later.”
I smirk, getting on my side and putting my head on my fist, watching him. “Like I said, you’re welcome.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
COLLINS
I look out the window, seeing the trees zoom by as we make our way back to Montgavin, my heart speeding up the closer we get. My head is pressed back on the seat, and Theo’s right arm is stretched over the middle console, hand draped over my leg. My left hand is over his, fingers intertwined.
He turns his hand in mine, palm to palm, and brings it to his lips, kissing the back. “What’s the plan for today?”
I look over at him. His beard is a bit longer than it was when we got to his hometown, scratching me a bit. His blue-gray eyes meet mine, making equal parts of me flutter and tighten. He puts our hands on his lap. “I have to get a nap in, that’s for sure. My shift is flipped for the next two weeks. I start at 3:00 a.m. now until 3:00 p.m. What about you?”
“I have to go and check a couple of jobsites, then I’m all yours.”
I turn in the seat. “All mine? Well, that sounds like fun.” I try not to blush. We spent the better part of yesterday morning and half the afternoon naked, only getting dressed when his parents came over to say goodbye to us, since we were leaving early this morning. Theo wanted to kick them out after five minutes, but then Carter dropped in, and they stayed for dinner. The door wasn’t even closed behind them before he had my top off and was carrying me back to bed. “Why don’t you do what you need to do and then come over? For once, I’ll cook you dinner.”
“Can you cook?” I can hear the lightness in his tone.
“I survived all this time, so I’m guessing I can cook somewhat,” I tease him. “What is your favorite dish?” I wonder if I can make it, or if I even have the things in the fridge to make it. A trip to the grocery store is in my future.
“Hmm”—he pauses, thinking—“you on the table, naked.” My mouth falls open. “Legs spread.” I lift my hand to block his mouth so he will stop talking. He laughs and then kisses my palm.
“Okay, well, I can’t eat that.”
He winks at me. “I have something for you to eat.”
I can’t help but laugh, and the tightness I’ve felt going back to Montgavin is gone. He did it, he helped push it away. “Okay, so I’m going to make what I want to make, and you’ll eat it.”
“Then I get to eat what I want to eat?” he asks, as if eating my pussy is a meal. “I’m okay with all of that.”
“You know that I win in this whole thing, right?”
He smirks. “You would be wrong. Making you come on my tongue is my third-best thing today.”
“Third?” I can’t help but laugh.
“Yeah.”
“What are the first two?”
“Making you laugh and smile is my number one.” I roll my eyes, but at the same time, I want to giggle like I’m still in high school. “Number two is making you come on my cock.” The grin on his face looks like the cat who just caught the mouse when he was out running amok. “That is very close to being number one. After you come on my cock and my tongue, you give me a sleepy smile, which is almost like number one.”
“Okay, that’s enough.” I hold up my hand and almost squirm in my seat. Sex with Theo the first time was mind-blowing. After having him again the last two days, I can say—without a shadow of a doubt—he’s everything I thought he was. I mean, he was only the second guy I ever slept with and after our night together, I kept replaying it over and over in my head. But nothing could have compared to the real thing. Having him on top of me, touching me, was everything I had remembered but so much more.
“Are you as turned on as I am?” he asks me as we reach my street.