Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 91438 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91438 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
She was, too.
I was impressed.
She could easily rivaled Trance with her ability to train dogs.
Trance’s skills, however, were focused on training dogs for police procedures.
Sawyer’s abilities were geared more toward training them to be service dogs.
Like Belly.
Belly was trained to find people in the aftermath of a storm or a natural disaster.
Sawyer was a savant with dogs, an absolute natural, and I bet she’d start to get serious about dog training once the trials of the guards made it through the courts and everything related to her own charges had been settled.
“Anyway, it’s not really me you should be worried about. It’s Ruthie. I only had them touch me. She…I don’t know. They did more to her, but I don’t know exactly what because she won’t say. I hope one day she entrusts that information to someone,” Sawyer said tiredly.
“I want you to talk to a lawyer. I want you to get more from the state than the twenty-five thousand they say they’ll give you.” I said suddenly.
It was something that’d been weighing on my mind since I’d read the letter Sawyer had received.
“I don’t know. I don’t really want to start something. I just want it all to be over with,” she explained.
I shook my head.
“Twenty-five thousand dollars isn’t enough. They owe you a hell of a lot more. A nurse’s salary just for one year is at least twice that. And from what I figure, you should at least get fifty grand times eight years. But what I think you should really do is sue the state for assault. None of this would’ve happened had you not gone down in the first place. You have to believe in your government. If they made a mistake like this, they need to rectify it a little better than just an ‘oh here’s twenty-five grand. Go buy yourself a nice half a car. Sorry about falsely imprisoning you for eight years,’” I said.
I could tell she wanted to roll her eyes.
But I was right.
Had she been a nurse for eight years, she’d probably have a house, a nice car, and a lot more to her name than just an old beat up junker car and a garage apartment.
“I’ll get the club’s lawyer on the line in the morning. In the meantime, how about I do a little distracting,” I said, running my bearded chin up and down the column of her throat.
She giggled and turned her face away, but that only caused her breasts to press further into me.
“Stop,” she laughed, twisting in my arms.
I rolled until she was on top, straddling my thighs.
“Silas,” she said breathlessly, leaning down until her face was even with my own.
The faint glow from the nightlight that had flicked on with our movements illuminated her shapely body and had my blood pumping and my heart pounding in anticipation.
I’d placed the nightlight there so Sawyer could make her way to and from the bathroom at night without tripping over any of the furniture.
Never in a million years had I envisioned the sight before me, but thanks to that nightlight, it was a vision I wouldn’t soon be forgetting
My dick, now hard, strained behind my underwear and pulsed in time with the thump-thump-thumping of my racing heart.
“What?” I replied, lifting myself up to grind into her.
She pressed her lips softly against mine, then pulled back long enough to say, “Make love to me,” before she was pressing them back against mine, tangling her tongue with mine.
If a woman had said that to me a month and a half ago, I would’ve balked.
But in that moment, with the woman I considered mine, I didn’t hesitate. Not one bit.
Running my hands up her sides, I caught the tails of my shirt that she’d commandeered for the night, and quickly pulled it up and over her head.
She separated her mouth from mine, hunching her shoulders, causing her breasts to hang down over my face.
“Are you trying to suffocate me with these things?” I asked teasingly as I let the shirt go and immediately latched onto both breasts.
I pinched and flicked her nipples as I reached into the bedside table, pulling out a condom and ripping it open.
Placing my palm flat on her belly, I pushed her back slightly until she fell flat on her back.
I followed her as I lowered the band of my underwear, allowing my cock to pop free.
I ground the bare length of it into the wetness of her vagina, wishing like hell I could just slip inside of her without a barrier for once.
Alas, since she wasn’t on birth control from what I could tell, I slipped the annoyance down over the length of my shaft and lined up the head of my condom-clad cock at the entrance to her pussy.
Slowly easing inside, I filled her until she gasped.
“Silas,” she breathed.
I leaned down to allow my chest hair to play along her turgid nipples, grinding my cock into her core and relishing the tightness of her.
She was the tightest pussy I’d ever had, and I couldn’t get enough of it.
Reaching down, I gathered both of her knees into my hands and pressed them up over her shoulders as I slowly started to pump in and out of her.
This positon allowed me to get deep inside of her, exactly where I liked to be.
My hips pumped back and forth in to her as her wetness eased my way. The head of my cock was bumping against her cervix with each plunge.
“You feel so good,” I said roughly against her lips.
She sighed, and her hot little tongue licked the seam of my lips, causing my hips to jerk.
She gasped at the deepness and clutched my ass with both hands as she urged me on faster.
I obliged as I gave her my length, harder and harder.
My hips slapped against her ass with hard thrusts, making that distinct smack-smack-smacking sound as our bodies collided.
My balls slapped against her ass with each thrust, and when I felt her hand move down to gather her wetness before trailing back up to her clit, I knew I was fighting a losing battle.