Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 154595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 618(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 618(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
But he didn’t like the idea of Maeve doing that.
Even though she’d been alone at The Edge, everyone had gravitated toward her. And she tried to talk to everyone, giving out compliments like they were candy on Halloween.
However, there was one thing where Maeve and Dahlia were very similar.
They were both too brave and courageous for their own good. They needed to learn to run and hide when there was danger, not run into it with a crowbar in Dahlia’s case and a pair of velvet high heels in Maeve’s.
Yeah, that was unacceptable.
“Or maybe not,” she said quietly. Sadness filled her face now and he didn’t like that.
But why . . . oh, because she’d said she wanted to meet Dahlia and he hadn’t said anything at all.
“Baby,” he murmured softly, hating to see her hurt and knowing he’d caused it.
“It’s okay, big guy,” she told him. “I get it.”
What did she get? She didn’t know his reasoning. It wasn’t just about keeping this on a physical level. It was that she didn’t need to get drawn into his world. That would be dangerous for her.
Yet another reason for him to stay away. It wasn’t just his ties to Markovich. There were things about him she didn’t know. And if she did, then she wouldn’t want anything to do with him.
So he selfishly wasn’t going to tell her.
“It’s just best we keep our lives separate.”
“It’s all good. I have stuff in my life too. I get it.”
What sort of stuff was she talking about? What was going on in her life? Was something worrying her? Was someone threatening her?
“Tell me.”
She stared up at him in shock. “W-what?”
“Tell me now. What is it? Tell me and I’ll fix it.”
She shook her head with a soft smile on her face. “Not your problem.”
He didn’t like that answer, but then she placed her mouth over the head of his dick. His boxers were on, but he could still feel the heat of her mouth surrounding him. With a groan, he tilted his head back.
Fuck. Him.
Drawing back, she pulled his boxers down to his feet. He stepped out of them.
“I know you’re distracting me on purpose, we’ll talk about that more later.”
She just shook her head.
Yeah, he didn’t have a fucking leg to stand on, did he? He was a hypocrite, wanting her to tell him everything while keeping a huge chunk of his life from her.
He sat on the bed, and she kneeled between his spread thighs.
She ran her tongue over the head of his dick. He reached out and undid the bun at the top of her head, letting her hair down.
“Fuck, girl. You’re too damn good with that mouth.” She moved her mouth down his shaft, then back up slower. Fast. Then slow.
He gathered her hair up, wrapping it around his fist. She paused and stared up at him.
Go easy.
You don’t know if she’s okay with this.
“This all right, girl? Just to guide you. Won’t pull it.”
“What if I wanted that?” she asked.
His eyebrows rose with surprise. “You want me to pull your hair?”
“Maybe just a bit. See if I like it?”
“All right, girl.” He tugged on it, tilting her head back. Her lips parted, her face filling with heat.
Yep. He thought she liked that. A lot.
Then he slid the head of his dick against her lips. “Open wider.”
He held her head still as he slid his cock inside her mouth. Fuck. Him.
He nearly came then and there. It was almost too much. His balls were tight. He wasn’t going to last long.
Think of something else.
But he couldn’t. He couldn’t think of anything except how soft and warm and wet her mouth was. About how much he wanted to come inside her.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t drive his dick inside her the way he wanted to while sitting, so instead, he moved her head gently up and down his shaft.
He didn’t want to terrify her, so he slowed his movements and unwrapped her hair.
“Free play time,” he told her as she glanced up in question.
She smiled. “I love free play time.”
Grasping the base of his shaft with her hand, she licked around the head and stared up at him.
Damn. She was a quick learner. And a tease.
But he’d given her free time and he wasn’t going to take it away from her. So he let her play with him for a while. She took the head into her mouth, bobbing up and down. Then she slid her hand along his shaft.
Fuck. Christ.
She moved faster, taking him deeper then swallowing. He leaned back with his hands behind him. Closing his eyes, he tried to hold off, to stop himself from coming. But waves of arousal continued to rush through him.
She was too good at this.
“I’m going to come,” he warned her. And she slid him deeper into her mouth, swallowing as he came with a groan.