Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 73774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
“Oh, okay.” She leans over and kisses me softly. “Thank you… for understanding.”
“One day at a time,” I tell her, kissing her back, knowing that even me going with Paul without her is a big deal and a show of trust.
I’m waiting for Paul to arrive when I reach into my pocket to get my phone and realize I’ve forgotten it. I must’ve left it on the table, and there’s no way I’m going to get Rory without Sadie being able to get ahold of me. I run back upstairs to grab it and let myself in, so I can run in and out without bothering Sadie, but when I get inside, I hear a noise coming from somewhere in the condo.
Concerned something might be wrong, I head down the hall, following the noise. The door to the bedroom is shut, so I knock. “Sadie!”
I hear, “Oh, shit,” which has me opening the door, thinking something is wrong before she can finish telling me to wait. “You okay?” I ask, finding her lying on the bed.
“Yep,” she squeaks out, sounding all kinds of weird.
I glance around, wondering what’s going on, when I hear a buzzing sound. “Do you hear that?” I step closer.
“Nope, don’t you need to go get Rory? You should go get her… Don’t want to make Layla wait.”
The way she’s talking a million miles a second has me walking into the room, confused and curious. “You don’t hear that noise?” I ask, ignoring her comment.
“I said, I don’t.”
I’m now next to the bed, and the noise is loud as fuck. There’s no way she doesn’t hear it… I drop onto my hands and knees since it sounds like it’s coming from under the bed, and she screeches, “Stop!” as she leaps toward me, damn near jumping on my back.
Realizing the noise is coming from the drawer and not under the bed, I pull it open and find a dark pink-looking rose thing… vibrating.
“What the hell is this?” I ask, lifting it.
“Oh, my God, Gage! Give it to me,” Sadie shrieks, trying to snatch it from me. “It’s mine!”
And that’s when it clicks—Sadie on the bed, acting weird, begging me to leave, sounding guilty and now embarrassed. The vibration is a goddamn vibrator, and I just walked in on her about to get herself off.
“It won’t turn off,” she mutters. “I think I’ve overused it.” She covers her face with her hands, making me chuckle.
“Hey,” I say, removing her hands. “You don’t need to hide anything from me. Besides, the thought of you lying in this bed, fingering yourself, is sexy as hell.”
“I wasn’t fingering myself. It’s a clit stimulator.”
“Oh, yeah?” I glance down at it and notice it’s the shape of a rose, and the center is what’s vibrating. “Show me how it works.”
Her eyes go wide. “What? No!” She shakes her head at the same time as I nod mine.
“Yes.” I grab her legs and pull her down the bed to lie on her back with her head propped up by the pillows. Since her clothes are still on, I’m assuming she must’ve pulled her shorts and panties to the side to use it, but I’m not having it, so I yank them down her legs, exposing her neatly trimmed pussy and creamy thighs.
My phone is going off somewhere in the house, but I ignore it. Paul can fucking wait, and Camden can keep an eye on Rory for a few minutes while I get my woman off.
“Spread your thighs, baby.”
Despite her initial protest, she does as I say, giving me the perfect view of her glistening pussy. Between our dry humping and her using the toy, she must be so damn wet. I lift the still vibrating rose thing to my nose and inhale. “Fuck, Sadie, I can smell your juices on this thing.”
She groans, her eyes turning hooded.
“Show me how it works,” I repeat, handing it to her.
She takes the vibrating rose from me and slowly puts it between her legs, nestling it against her pretty pink pussy. The moment it touches her clit, she shivers in anticipation, and I want nothing more than to replace that plastic shit with my tongue. I’ve never been jealous of an inanimate object until now.
“Were you thinking about me when you had this between your legs?” I ask, lying on my stomach and giving the inside of her thigh a kiss.
She nods, her chest rising and falling in quick succession.
“What were you thinking about? Tell me.”
“I was thinking…” She swallows thickly. “I was thinking about how much I want you. I was imagining the rose was your mouth, licking me.” She moans softly, the toy bringing her closer to her climax.
“Oh, shit,” she breathes, her lust-filled eyes meeting mine. “I’m so close.”
Having had enough of that toy bringing her the pleasure I want for myself, I pull the toy away and chuck it to the side, the damn thing still vibrating like crazy.