Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
“What is this? Are we having dinner with someone?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he agreed as we both climbed off and removed our helmets. “Come on,” he said, reaching for my hand again.
Maybe I was being particularly dense, but I didn’t get it until I saw Callow take a key out of his pocket and stick it in the lock.
“Callow, what is this?” I asked, excitement sparking across my nerve endings.
“It’s home,” he said, giving me a soft smile as he moved aside to let me in. “Our home,” he clarified.
It was, too.
It was clear the second I moved inside and saw that not only had Callow bought this house, but he’d decorated it. Or, rather, he’d likely done the more back-breaking work like refinishing the gorgeous, wide-plank floors and painting the walls. Whereas Daphne had almost certainly picked out the couches, tables, lamps, art, and curtains, since it very much reflected our mutual style. With, I had to give her credit, little bits of masculine accents in her attempt to make Callow feel welcome as well.
“Wow,” I said, sniffling hard as the tears flooded my eyes.
“Good wow?” Callow asked, following me as I hugged my arms around myself as I walked through the living room, into the dining room, then through to the kitchen.
“No,” I said, turning to face him, then walking right into him, my face against his chest. “Perfect wow. Absolutely blown away wow.”
“And you haven’t even seen it all yet,” he said, pressing a kiss to my head, then pulling away to grab my hand and pull me through the rest of the house.
The kitchen melted into a cozy family room before heading back through the house to lead me down the hallway off of the living room.
There was a full hall bath then the guest room, Daphne’s room that was full of bookshelves just waiting to get filled up, then the primary bedroom with, luxury of all luxuries, its own bath.
“Oh, my God,” I groaned as we moved into the bathroom.
It wasn’t even about the walk-in shower niche that Callow and I could easily use at the same time, thanks to several shower heads and more than enough space. Or the his-and-hers sinks. Or the soaking tub.
It was mostly just about not all having to fight over one bathroom anymore.
“No more crossing your legs and begging Daph to get out of the bathroom,” Callow said, smiling at me.
“You read my mind,” I said, beaming at him. “Everything is so perfect.”
“Yeah?” he asked. “We really busted our asses to get it done in time for you not to renew your lease,” he told me.
“I can’t believe Daphne was able to keep this secret that long.”
“I had to catch her several times,” he admitted, pulling me against him as we made it back into the bedroom that was a perfect mix of my bedroom at the apartment and Callow’s bedroom at the clubhouse. “But she was as excited about this as I was. But, look, I don’t want you to feel pressured into moving—“
“Don’t,” I cut him off, “finish that sentence. I want to move in. Right now. Make the prospects go pack up my stuff right now. Wait. No. I take that back. The last thing I need is for those guys to come across my vibrator.”
“There’s enough here right now to get us through a few nights,” he told me, reaching to slide his hands down my back, sinking into my ass. “And until we can get your vibrator, you’ll just have to make do with me.”
He pulled me flush against him, making me feel the outline of his hardness as we both seemed to have the same thought.
That it was time to break in the new house.
While it was empty and we didn’t have to worry about how noisy we could get.
We had time, but we found ourselves tugging at clothes, our impatient hands not happy until they were sliding over bare skin, until we were pressed against each other.
Grabbing me, Callow pushed me back against the wall, his lips on mine, kissing me hard and deep as I wrapped my legs around his hips, rocking his cock against my cleft until we were both too impatient to play around any more.
Callow pulled back and slammed inside of me to the base, both of us moaning at the sensation.
He was fucking me then.
Hard and fast, driving me up through one orgasm before pulling out, turning me, and slamming into me from behind.
His hands dug into my hips as he used them to slam my hips back into him as he thrust forward, making me take him as deep as my body would allow as he fucked me harder and harder. Until the orgasm was crashing through me, leaving me crying out and gasping for breath as he slammed deep, coming inside of me.