Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 29741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
“Do you want to leave?” Betsy asked.
Zippy shook her head. “No! I want to stay.”
Betsy crouched down. “Good. Because that’s what I want too. And so do Ink and Baron and Royal.”
“But can that happen?”
“I hope so,” Betsy told her honestly. “I really want it to happen. And the next shooting star I see, I’m going to wish for the five of us to always be together.”
Zippy nodded. “Me too,” she said fiercely. Then she threw herself at Betsy, nearly knocking her over as he hugged her tight. “I love you, Betsy.”
“I love you too, sweetheart.”
“Come on, Button. It’s time for bed. It’s getting late and you’ve got a big day tomorrow.”
They’d spent the evening watching Christmas movies and drinking hot cocoa with whipped cream.
The kids were all in bed, but Betsy had just wanted to finish this movie.
“But I haven’t finished this movie yet.”
“You’ve watched this movie dozens of times,” he reminded her. “You know exactly how it ends.”
“I don’t think that’s the point.”
He threw her up over his shoulder.
“Ink!” she cried, laughing quietly as he headed upstairs. “What are you doing?”
“Taking my woman to bed,” he said in a low, gruff voice.
After entering the bedroom, he shut the door before laying her down on the bed and crawling over her. “Hello, beautiful.”
She blushed. “I don’t know about that.”
“Well, I do. Beautiful, gorgeous, and sexy.” He started stripping off her clothes until she was lying naked beneath him.
“Do you think Zippy is asleep?” she whispered worriedly as he started kissing down her body. “Ink.” She stared up at him with wide, pleading eyes.
“I’ll go check on her. You lie right where you are. Actually, part your legs. I want to see that gorgeous pussy of yours.”
Dear. Lord.
The things he said.
When he returned, she was lying as ordered. There was pure heat on his face as he took her in.
He stripped off his clothes and threw them to one side before walking over to kneel on the floor at the end of the bed. Then he grasped her calves and drew her toward him.
“So damn sexy. All the kids are asleep. The house is secure and my girl needs to come.”
Oh, yes. She did.
A gasp escaped her as he licked along her slick lips.
Ohh. That felt so amazing.
Using the tip of his tongue, he flicked at her clit as she twisted her hands in the bed covers.
More. She needed more.
Hunger filled her. Sharp and greedy.
“Please. Please,” she cried quietly.
The main bedroom was soundproof, but she still worried that someone might hear them.
“You taste so fucking good,” he told her. “I cannot wait to be inside you. Fucking you long and hard.”
Oh God.
She couldn’t wait for that, either.
He pushed two fingers into her, sliding them in and out.
And that was it. She was done. She put her hands over her mouth to muffle her cries as she came, her body shuddering through the intense orgasm.
Betsy was barely aware of Ink rolling her over onto her knees. Her arms were splayed out on the mattress as he moved in behind her.
His cock slid inside her and she clenched down around him with a moan. He kept his movements slow and steady as he drove himself into her.
It was too much! She couldn’t take it.
“Please!” she begged him.
“Greedy girl, do you need to come again?” he asked as he drew her up so her back was against his chest.
“Yes!”
Ink cupped her breasts, playing with her nipples and she moaned.
“What do you say?” he asked as he continued to thrust inside her.
“Please, please,” she cried. “I need to come. Please.”
“Good girl. Such a good girl.” He dropped one hand to her pussy to play with her clit, his other arm wrapping around her middle as he started to fuck her hard and fast.
As the first ripples hit her, she placed her hand over her mouth. She heard his breath hitch, felt the way he shuddered as he came.
Oh, God.
So good. The room spun and her breath was caught in her throat as pleasure filled her. It took her a while to recover and she slumped back against him, trying to catch her breath as he held her.
“Fuck, baby. It gets better every time.”
It really, really did.
Fifteen minutes later, they’d both tidied up and were in bed. Betsy was pressed against Ink’s chest and he held her tight.
“Happy, Brown eyes?” he whispered.
“How could I not be when I have pretty much everything I ever wanted?”
“Pretty much? What more could you want?” he asked, rolling her onto her back so he could loom over her.
“I want Zippy to be ours. For good. And she said that she wants that too.”
Ink nodded. “Then it’s just as well I’ve set up a meeting with her case worker, isn’t it?”
Of course he’d done that.
It was part of the reason she loved him so much. Because he spent so much time looking after everyone around him. Making sure they had everything they needed.