Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 71110 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71110 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
He was absolutely making her feel that way.
His hand slid down again and palmed her breast over her shirt. “And I dream about these breasts at night. I want to touch them, play with them, get them in my mouth. When you let me, I’ll hold them together and slide my dick in between them and fuck them until I come all over them. Is that too dirty, baby?”
She would have said yes to anyone who asked before this moment. She would have wondered why he would want to do that, but now she didn’t care. “No.”
If he wanted it, she would give it to him.
Her sex life had consisted of a high school boyfriend who hadn’t brought her much in the way of pleasure and a husband who barely remembered she was there most of the time. Sex had been rare, and while there had been some satisfaction in it, there had also been a remoteness to sex with her husband.
Boomer was right here with her. She let go of all comparisons and allowed herself to be there with him, to forget everything but the feel of his warmth surrounding her, the way his hand tightened against her flesh before traveling lower. His hand flattened against her belly and then he tugged at her T-shirt, and she could feel his palm against her skin.
Oh, that was what she needed, for there to not be anything between them.
“I want to walk around with my arm around your waist or your shoulders so everyone knows you picked me,” he whispered. “Everyone will know I’m with you.”
Tears pricked her eyes, and she leaned back against him. “I do pick you. I don’t know why any woman on earth wouldn’t pick you.”
“I assure you it’s happened.” His fingers slipped under the waist of her jeans.
He was going to touch her there. There where she could already feel herself getting wet and ready. Her pussy had started to heat the minute he’d put his hands on her.
“But you’re worth the risk, too, baby,” Boomer assured her. “Let me show you how I can take care of you. Stop thinking about anything but how this feels.”
His fingers slipped under her panties and found her most intimate flesh. His arm tightened around her as the pad of one big finger slid over her clitoris.
She wanted to stay still, but her hips rolled against him.
“That’s right,” Boomer growled against her ear. “Work with me. Tell me how much you want it. You want me to rub your little clit until you explode?”
“Yes.” She wanted more than that. She didn’t want his fingers, but he was right about the fact that she needed to ease into this. So she would take what she could. “Please rub me.”
“I can do that,” he promised. “And I can do this.”
His thumb stayed on her clit, gently pressing and rotating, but she could feel a finger teasing into her pussy.
“One day it’s going to be my cock deep inside you, Daphne. I’m going to fill you up, and you’re going to scream for me,” he vowed as he found a rhythm that had her panting and fighting for the crazy pleasure that was right over the edge.
They moved together, like dance partners doing a routine they’d done a hundred times before. Over and over he stroked her inside and out, and Daphne rolled against him, the delicious friction finally exploding in a wave of pure sensation.
Daphne had her first man-given orgasm in years, and she shuddered in the arms of the man who’d given it to her.
“Do you feel better now? I know it was a rough day.” His hand slipped back out of her jeans, and she was wrapped in a bear hug as he kissed her right above her ear.
The roughness of the day no longer mattered. All that mattered was the fact that this man was in her life, and it felt like the sun had come out after years of rain. “I feel magnificent.”
She felt powerful and renewed, and she wanted to give all that energy back to him.
What she really wanted was to get her hands on him, to touch him and stroke him and know she could be enough for this man.
“Mom?”
The query was faint, but there was no way to mistake the sound of her daughter’s voice. Boomer froze behind her.
“What should we do? I could say I needed help with something in here.” Boomer finally took a step back.
Daphne took a long breath. “She’s not going to buy that. We brazen our way through. If this is going to work, we can’t lie to her.”
“Okay, but we’re not going into detail, right?”
He was adorable when he got that slightly clueless look on his face.
“We are not. We are going to be very circumspect when it comes to this.” Daphne straightened out her T-shirt and took a quick look at herself in the mirror. Yep, she looked like she was relaxed. Boomer didn’t, though. His cock was a massive bulge against his slacks. “You need to get that under control, babe. I will go deal with Lou.”