Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 88463 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88463 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
“Fuck, Ry.”
My hips are moving faster, and my anger from earlier is starting to come back to the surface. That anyone would try to fuck with what I have with this woman makes me lose my mind.
I pull up onto my knees and look down to where we’re joined together, and then I pull out and flip Wills onto her stomach.
“Head down, pussy up, sweetheart.”
She eagerly sticks that perfect ass in the air, and I push a pillow under her hips to keep her up before I smack her ass and push inside her once more.
“Oh, God, that angle is incredible.” She’s hugging a pillow and buries her face in it, but I want her moans.
“Don’t muffle your sounds, beautiful. Give them to me. I’m fucking greedy for every noise you make.”
“Ry,” she groans, pushing back against me with every thrust. “God, yes.”
I slide my hand up her spine, around her neck, and then stick my thumb in her mouth.
“Suck it.”
She does, without hesitation, and when it’s good and wet, I pull it out of her mouth and cover her puckered hole with it, just teasing her there. She stiffens up on me but doesn’t pull away.
“I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do,” I assure her as I rub the pad of my thumb back and forth over that tight opening.
She doesn’t tell me to stop, and she doesn’t pull away, and with my next slam into her, I push just the tip of the digit inside her, and she growls.
“Why is that so good?”
I grin and lean forward so I can kiss her, right between her shoulder blades. “Do you like that, Trouble?”
“Yeah. God, I like that.”
With each thrust, I ease into her a little more, until I’m in as far as my knuckle and Willow is writhing and moaning, and I know that I’m not going to last.
With my free hand, I reach around and rub her clit, and she immediately shivers around my cock.
“That’s it, baby. I want you to come on this cock. Come all over me, sweetheart.”
“Oh my God,” she yells out before she comes apart, squeezing me so hard that I have no choice but to succumb to my own climax. I fall forward and cover her, kissing her neck, her shoulder, and then I finally move to her side, and she pops an eye open and smiles at me. “Hi.”
“Hey.” I can’t stop touching her. My hand glides down her back to her ass and then back up again. “You okay?”
“I can’t feel my body right now, but I’m sure I’ll be fine in about two years, when I’ve recovered.”
With a chuckle, I bite her arm, and she yelps. “You felt that.”
“I guess I can feel my arm.”
“Hmm.” I reach out for her and drag her to me so she’s lying on top of my chest. “Come here. I can’t get close enough to you tonight.”
“We’re okay, Ry. What happened earlier made us a little needy for each other, but we’re okay.”
“Promise?”
She smiles up at me so sweetly, it steals my breath. “Promise. Gideon will find the asshole. He might kill them, even with an injured leg.”
“Not if I get to them first.” I kiss the top of her head. “I don’t ever want you to feel insecure about us. Because I’m not going anywhere, and I don’t give a rat’s ass about anyone but you and that boy in the bunkhouse. And probably Gideon.”
She smirks and nuzzles into me. “I don’t feel insecure. Mostly, I was just jealous.”
“I don’t want that either.” I shake my head. “You have no reason to be jealous, Trouble.”
“But it’s normal, Ry.” She nudges back so she can look at me better. “It’s one thing to know you’ve been with other people. For fuck’s sake, you’re thirty-five. Of course you’re not a virgin. But it’s another thing altogether to see images of it. So yeah, I was jealous. And let’s not forget, it wasn’t that long ago that you were irrationally jealous over a phone conversation that you overheard between me and a colleague. So I won’t apologize for being jealous of literally seeing you fuck other women. Because I overthink literally everything.”
“Okay, let’s talk about that.” I brush my finger down her cheek. “What are you overthinking?”
Her blue eyes go stormy, and I nudge her chin up. “Nope, just tell me. Don’t get all up in your head.”
“I believe that’s the very definition of overthinking.”
I narrow my eyes, and she sighs. “I was so enjoying the afterglow. I guess my mind wanders to silly things like, was she better at something than me? Did he like it when she did this or that? Does he think about the time he had her on her knees and she—”
“Okay, whoa.” I roll her under me and kiss her senseless until I feel her relax into the mattress. “I’m not like that. I can’t speak for all men, but I don’t think that way. It may sound callous, but I don’t give a fuck, because we’re in our safe place and I can speak freely.”