Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 81930 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81930 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
He ran his hands up and down her back. He was still inside her and she murmured in pleasure, clenching down around him.
“Want to get in the jacuzzi?” he asked.
“Too tired,” she mumbled. “Sleep.”
“Okay. We’ll clean up and go to bed.”
She let out a protest as he tried to move them. He stilled for a moment. “We can’t sleep here, sweetie.”
“I know,” she mumbled. “I’m probably squishing you.”
He snorted. “As if. You don’t weigh a thing. In fact, I could hold you like this all night but not here. In bed.”
“Sounds nice.”
“You ever heard of swaddling?”
Confusion filled her. “Like what they do to babies?” How did that have any relevance? Although part of her was intrigued at the idea. What would it be like to be swaddled and given a bottle or put down for a nap? Would it feel odd, or would she feel cherished and taken care of?
And how much did she want to find out? What was she willing to do?
She sucked in a breath.
“Well, there’s that. But I was talking about something else. It’s where you sleep with someone while your penis is inside them. Or your fingers. Or I guess a strap-on if you don’t have a penis. Hmm, that’s an idea as well.”
“You want me to swaddle a strap-on?”
“What? No. I was thinking if you liked this position, we could sleep like it. Or on our sides. With my cock still inside you.”
“In my pussy?”
“Uh-huh.”
That should sound weird. But instead, it was exactly what she wanted.
“Or in your ass, if we ever work up to that.”
Okay, that was definitely a shudder of pleasure that ran through her.
“Yes, please.”
“Damn, you’re so polite. Let’s go get ready for bed.”
After cleaning up, she climbed into bed. A flush of shyness filled her as he joined her. His cock was already at half-mast.
“Seems I’m not the only one who likes this idea,” she said.
“Wouldn’t have suggested it if I didn’t want to do it.”
She guessed that was true. He reached into the bedside drawer and drew out Digs, his soft toy digger. Then he bit his lip. “I guess I won’t need to cuddle Digs tonight since I’ll be cuddling you.”
“Oh, but…” she trailed off, taken aback by the emotions flooding her.
“But what?”
“He’ll be lonely,” she whispered. “I don’t want him to be lonely.”
“Do you want to hug him then? Keep him company?”
“I couldn’t. He’s your special toy.”
He handed Digs to her, and she hugged the toy tight. It smelled like Marcus.
It smelled like home.
“He likes you. He could be your special toy too. Or there’s a really good gift shop here. I could take you there to buy you a toy.”
“You don’t have to buy me stuff.”
“I know, but I like doing it. Please? It will be so much fun.” He pouted.
“All right. Tomorrow.”
“It’s a date. Now, come here.” He lay on his side and then shifted her so he was spooning her from behind. Then he slid his hand around to cup her breast, playing with her nipple. “Still want to do this?”
“Yes,” she replied breathlessly.
“Thank God.” He drew her top leg up and back over his thighs. Then he moved his fingers down between her legs, before pushing two inside her.
“You’re still wet,” he murmured.
“Hard not to be around you.”
“Damn, you sure know how to stroke a man’s ego.”
“Need me to stroke something else?” she joked.
He chuckled. “That’s not something that needs stroking right now. Not unless we want this to be all over before it’s begun.” He removed his fingers and replaced them with his cock.
Oh, lord.
So good.
She was breathing heavily by the time he was fully seated. They both were.
“It might not still be inside you when we wake up. But I hope it is because there would be no better way to wake up.”
“Not even if it was Christmas?”
“Better than even Christmas. Not sore? I didn’t think about that. You might not be ready for this.” He started to slide out, but she reached back and slapped his ass.
“Stay where you are!”
“Hey, don’t threaten me with a good time.” He bit her ear softly.
A shudder worked its way through her before he settled in behind her. It was weird and yet at the same time it felt so right. She tensed her body around his dick and let out a low groan.
Shoot.
“You have to stop doing that if we’re going to get any sleep, sweetie.”
“Sorry,” she whispered, hugging Digs tight. Maybe it would be a good idea to buy a toy tomorrow. She hadn’t realized how good it would feel to hug something. “Good night.”
“Night, sweetie. Sleep tight. Don’t let the bed bugs bite.”
Chapter 10
“You’re up early, Eliot.”
Eliot turned to smile at Derek. “So are you. And this is the best time of the day in my opinion.” He turned back to watch the horses. They’d always given him peace, but for some reason there was something eating away under his skin today. Like he had some unfinished business. A feeling like he’d forgotten something or had a job he was neglecting.