Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46412 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 232(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46412 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 232(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
“Yes, King. Give it to me!” I plead through gritted teeth. He’s playing with me, and I need him as much as I need my next breath.
He starts rocking into me roughly. This isn’t slow or making love. He’s riding me hard, fucking me as his fingertips bruise my skin. It’s delicious. He pushes into me, his thrusts getting rougher, his breathing loud and ragged.
I let out low whine of need as King reaches between my legs, rolling my clit with his thumb, still ramming into me with a hunger that robs me of words and breath. Neither of us can last much longer. I can damn near see fireworks as he continues to play with my sensitive clit.
I feel it a second before it rocks through me. It comes on suddenly all I can do is scream his name, coming had as he continues to pound into me. He pulls his hand away from my clit to fuck me, going as deep as possible as his hot streams of cum start to fill me.
I clench down on him, wanting every drop he can give me, even as I’m tired, spent and left with my face lying on the cool kitchen counter. I whimper as I feel King leaning over me, kissing along my spine.
“Damn, that was one hell of a way to welcome me home,” he purrs, I can feel his smile as he says it.
“Home?” I ask, trying to get my brain to cooperate with me.
“Yeah baby,” he says. “My home is where you are.”
I can’t even get the words to sink in before he pulls out, and gently maneuvers me to face him. He picks me up and carries me in his arms to bed. One we get settled, he grins down at me. “Now show me what you did while we were talking dirty on the phone.”
Chapter 29
King
I shake my head, knowing Shelby’s mood is heading south because I’ve got to leave. I’d rather be with my woman than deal with this shit, but I have things to take care of. She keeps giving me the cold shoulder and pouting—not exactly happy I’m leaving. If she keeps this up, I’ll spank her ass and fuck her out of this mood.
“I need to press my scrubs for work tomorrow.” Shelby says, trying to walk past me.
I grab her wrist pulling her to me. “You need to talk to me. I’m not leaving because I want to Shelby. I’m leaving because I have stuff to do for the club. Coming here was already breaking most of the rules, but I couldn’t stay away from you or that sweet pussy of yours.”
“You’re so romantic,” she says, shaking her head.
“I’m just being honest, babe. How was I supposed to stay away with all the talk of you touching yourself? I wasn’t going to let you have all the fun,” I say, giving her a crooked smile.
She sighs at my teasing. “I know but being away from you is hard. This thing between us is new and I need reassurance that you in this with me.”
“Baby, what else do you need? I claimed you in front of my club. I’m sharing shit about the business and I’m here with you when I shouldn’t be. I don’t think that could be any clearer.”
“I’m sorry,” she says, laying her head on my chest. I just hate this so much. I’m constantly worried that you’ll be wheeled into the hospital hurt or…worse…”
“It’s going to be okay.” I tell her, rubbing my hands up and down her arms trying to reassure her.
“It just sucks that I have this great boyfriend and I can’t show him off to my friend and just have a normal dinner out with you. Plus, grandma gets out the hospital tomorrow because they finally got her medication lined out. I wish you could be there with us.”
I know it’s a big deal because Billie has to stay longer than expected. Besides the concussion causing sight problems they had to figure out, she had issues with A-fib that scared Shelby.
“I’m sorry, Shelby. I need to do this. If you don’t give up on me, I promise to make it up to you.”
“Just promise me that you’ll be safe, and I’ll be okay,” Shelby says, leaning her head back so I have better access to kissing her.
I kiss her hear, licking along her bottom lip before sucking it into my mouth.
“I think we have time for one more round,” I murmur against her lips.
“I’m all for that,” she grins, pushing back into the kiss.
A loud knock startles us apart, Shelby glancing at the clock before looking at me.
“Are you expecting someone?” I ask. The mood to take her to her room suddenly gone.
My body tenses as she shakes her head no. I try to look calm, but I’’ve kicked into protective mode. “Go stand over there, baby, on the opposite side of the door.” I point to the side where whoever it is won’t be able to see she’s here.