Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 40275 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40275 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
She groans out a growl of yes, digging her heels hard into me. “Oh my God.”
I pull back from her folds, wiping my mouth on her inner thigh. She tastes like heaven itself. “I need you to keep all that cum inside you for as long as you can, no matter how hard I make you come. Think you can do that for me, baby?”
“Yes, Davis,” she says, eyes wide and sincere. “Anything you want.”
I get back to work, closing my eyes and getting lost in the ripples and waves of her pink slit. As I work her closer to orgasm, I feel her hand start to shift away from her tight little hole, so I use my hand to keep it there, putting pressure on her fingers with mine, so she’s halfway fingering herself as I suck her clit.
I dive in deep, drawing that pleasure out of her. I roll her clit between my teeth, working her up, and up, and up, and…
A knock at the door breaks my focus, but she just bursts out with a laugh. “I’m almost there,” she whispers to me. “Please, please don’t stop.”
Never. Never fucking ever. I don’t care if this whole fucking place collapses around us. She’s the only thing that matters. Now. And always.
I eat her out like it’s the last thing I’ll ever do. Her thighs clench tight around my head, and for a moment, all I know is her. Her smell. Her warmth. Her body. Her soul.
And like that, on my knees before her, I feel her come hard and strong.
She’s all I’ve ever needed. Her and me. Forever.
chapter fourteen
Davis
“Oh my God! I thought he was dead!” Marin’s eyes are popping out of her sockets as Stevie chuckles, pausing the action.
“You’ve seriously never seen this before?”
“I read part of the book. I thought—”
“I can’t believe you’ve never seen The Lord of the Rings.”
She swats his shoulder as I pull her harder into my arms. “What part of ultra religious household don’t you understand? All this was considered demonic. I had to read the dang book at school, I never would have been allowed it at home.”
“If it’s any consolation, I’ve never seen it either,” Paul says from the other side of Stevie.
“Really?” Stevie says, sounding incredulous. “You don’t have to humor her, you know.”
“No, I’m not. I never had any interest in the whole fantasy thing.”
“That’s it. Get out.” Stevie raises his one good hand and points at the door. “I never want to see you around here again.”
For a second, he sounds serious.
Then he snorts a laugh and soon all four of us are creasing up.
Paul is Stevie’s physio, and he’s good at his job. What with the experimental treatment that has Stevie able to use both his arms for a short while, and Paul’s relentless but kind encouragement, Stevie is walking again. Don’t get me wrong, he’s never going to be running marathons, but if he can get around on a crutch for a short distance when he needs to, it will give him that little bit of extra independence.
Most importantly, he says the pain is becoming more manageable, and that’s got to be a blessing.
“Philistines,” Stevie mutters, grabbing the remote again and starting the film.
“If elves and dwarfs had a battle, which one would win?” Marin says, turning to me. “You know about war, right?”
I chuckle. She’s seen me reading books about warfare and thinks I’m some kind of expert.
But when it comes to elves and dwarfs, how the fuck should I know?
I shrug. “Dwarfs are very dangerous over short distances,” I tell her, remembering the quote from earlier in the film.
She chuckles. “Sure, but elves are immortal.”
Stevie huffs. “They’re not immortal like that.”
“Elrond said he was there, like, two thousand years ago,” Marin points out.
“They don’t die of old age. They can still be killed.”
“Okay, so dwarfs or elves? Which would win, smarty pants?”
“I don’t know. I don’t think they’d go to war against each other.”
I kiss the top of her head as she growls at my brother’s infuriating reply. “Baby, can you help me with something a second?”
She shakes her head. “No. I’m watching this—”
My fingers are under her chin, and I force her to turn my way and meet my eyes. And she falls silent, staring at me, her pupils dilating.
“Oh…”
I nod, taking the remote from my brother and pressing pause without looking.
“Guys, mind if we just take a break for a few minutes? There’s… something I need to discuss with Davis.”
“It’s going to take more than a few minutes,” I tell her as I stand, taking her hands and pulling her up.
“That’s okay,” Stevie says. “Take your time. We’ll just…” He glances at Paul. “Take your time.”
I pull Marin along behind me and through to the kitchen, and press her up against the counter, leaning in. I need her, and when I reach between her legs, it’s obvious she needs me too.