Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 93307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
I reach out and gently slide a piece of her hair out of her face and tuck it behind her ear. The movement makes her startle slightly, enough that her eyes begin to open.
She blinks past the drowsiness until her still-sleepy gaze locks with mine.
“Morning,” I greet softly and reach out again to rub my thumb down her cheek.
“Morning,” she whispers back, and it’s impossible to miss the hesitancy in her voice. It’s like she’s still recounting last night’s events while her mind is trying to figure out how to react.
This is where waking up before her and getting my bearings gives me an advantage. The first time we had sex, she woke up before me, and it gave her too much time to overthink and freak out without giving me the benefit of a counter defense.
I refuse to let that happen again.
“We’re going to have to get moving soon if we want to fit in another round of hot sex before we get on the road.”
“Excuse me?” Her eyes go wide, but a laugh also jumps from her lungs.
“What? You don’t want to have hot sex with me, Katy?” I tease and pull her body tight against mine. “Because I sure as hell feel like that would be the perfect start to our day. Very nutritional, in fact. And I know how much you love for things to be well-balanced.”
She giggles, but when she feels that my cock is already hard against her hip, she surprises the hell out of me by reaching down and wrapping her hand around my length.
“Is this for me?” she asks, fluttering her eyelashes in this adorable fucking way.
“Happy birthday, babe.”
“My birthday is over,” she says, but she also starts to slowly stroke her hand up and down.
“Then, happy birthday to me.”
“Your birthday isn’t for another two months.”
“You know when my birthday is?”
“Pretty sure everyone at Calhoun knows when your birthday is, Mack. You treat it like it’s a national holiday.”
“Well, the world is certainly lucky to have me.” I grin at that, but I also moan when she starts to rub her index finger across the tip of my dick. “But do you know what I want right now?”
She tilts her head to the side. “What’s that?”
I run my index finger across her forehead. “You.”
“Really?” she asks, her face crooked up curiously. I nod, and she shrugs. “Well, I want to know what you taste like.”
“I-is that right?” I question while practically choking on my own tongue.
She smirks. “I wonder how we’ll decide who wins.”
I put up both hands immediately, rolling onto my back in defeat. “Oh, you win. You win anytime you want.”
She nods. Licks her lips. And proceeds to slide her body down mine until her mouth is mere inches away from my throbbing cock.
Fuck me.
“Who are you, and what have you done with Katy?” I say with a laugh, and she just grins up at me.
“Maybe you don’t know me as well as you think you do.”
Or maybe you’re finally letting go and doing what you feel, I think to myself.
“I can be wild sometimes,” she whispers and then licks her tongue down my length. “I can be a lot of things, actually.”
I nod. Katy Dayton is definitely all the things and then some. I’ve always thought so—
She moves her lips and tongue down my length, sucking me toward the back of her throat, and it feels so fucking good that I can’t think about anything else.
Katy Dayton is sucking my cock.
Holy fucking shit.
I’ve always had endurance in this arena, but there’s just something about seeing her pretty little mouth wrapped around me that is almost too much to handle. It takes everything inside me not to come right on the spot.
Eventually, though, when I almost can’t take it anymore, I lift her back up my body and adjust her thighs so they’re straddling my hips.
“Ride me.”
I don’t have to tell her twice.
With her hands gripping my shoulders, she rides me like a pretty little rodeo queen, her hips gyrating and thrusting on top of me as she moves herself up and down my length. Her breasts bounce with each of her movements, and I reach up to grip them in my big hands.
A moan falls from her lips, and her eyes become hooded.
“That’s a good girl,” I tell her through a clenched jaw and grip her hips when her head falls back. “Don’t stop, babe. Keep going. Make yourself come on my cock.”
I’m hanging on by a thread at this point. My dick is pulsing so hard with the urge to come that I have to grit my teeth to keep myself contained.
And when I feel her squeeze me tight in rhythmic waves and her body vibrate with her climax, I come so hard I almost pass the fuck out.