Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
“We’re gonna get lunch later this week,” she told me.
“Nice,” I said as we climbed back into the SUV.
“What do you get someone that will convey the message: Hey, thanks for walking me through the process of county jail; I wouldn’t have made it without you?”
“No fucking idea, but I bet Colter has some ideas,” I said.
“That’s true,” she agreed. “He really does have a knack for that,” she added. After all, he’d thrown together her basket. And he’d also helped throw together one for Delaney, who’d been upset that the doctor put her on bed rest for the last few weeks of her pregnancy.
“Oh, don’t look so sad,” I said, reaching over to squeeze her thigh. “He’ll find someone eventually,” I told her. “He’s been away for a while. He just needs to get his crazy out for a bit before he is even thinking about something serious.”
“That’s true,” she agreed. She’d already gotten so attached to the guys. She’d gotten a little wobbly-lipped when Raff told her that he and his brother would be heading out tomorrow after one last party tonight.
“Anything else you want to do today?” I asked, glancing over quickly enough to see the little smirk she had before she looked out her window.
Oh, I knew what she wanted to do today, alright.
I’d been fucking dying for it, too.
I’d just been insistent that we wait it out until she got the all-clear from Dr. Price.
“Where are you going?” she asked when I drove straight past the clubhouse, and toward, well, nothing.
Out this far, back where Morgaine used to live, there wasn’t much of anything.
Which was exactly what I was after.
“Detroit,” she said, and I felt her staring at my profile. “Where are we going?”
“Here,” I said, pulling the SUV to a stop.
She craned her neck around. “There’s nothing here,” she said, brows pinched when she looked back at me.
“Exactly,” I agreed, cutting the engine, and climbing out.
She was too curious not to follow, slamming her door, then turning in a circle, sure she was missing something.
But aside from the Death Valley mountains to the back and the farmlands to the side, there was nothing and no one around.
“What is this?” she asked.
I said nothing, though, just took her hand and led her closer to the mountains, just a little more hidden from view.
Then grabbed the back of her neck, and yanked her against me as my lips crashed down on hers.
There was a second of stunned unresponsiveness before her hands were running up my arms, digging in, as her lips came alive under mine. Getting harder. Demanding more.
It wasn’t long before her hands were sliding under my shirt, teasing over my back and shoulders, then my chest and stomach.
Getting bolder, one hand dipped between us, cupping my cock through my jeans, dragging a ragged groan out of me. Which only spurred her on, her fingers moving up and down with the material between us.
My hands slid down her back, sinking into her ass, squeezing hard, then letting one slide between her thighs, feeling the heat of her through her yoga pants, and stroking until she was writhing against my touch, until she was moaning against my lips.
“Take me home,” she demanded, breathless. “We can’t do this here,” she added.
“Yes, we can,” I countered.
And to prove my point, my hands slid up to snag the material of her pants and panties, dragging them down even as I lowered to my knees in front of her.
I freed one leg completely, and braced it over my shoulder as I buried my face in her pussy. Licking and sucking until any thoughts of objection flew from her mind.
Her fingers dug into my skull, and her moans echoed back to me.
My fingers slipped inside of her, making my cock throb as her walls tightened around them.
I drove her right up to and through an orgasm that had her thighs shaking.
I kept my fingers in her as I got to my feet, moving behind her, and fingering her as she looked down at Shady Valley, her head tipped back onto my chest.
It wasn’t long before her hips were rocking against my touch again.
Impatient, I grabbed the condom out of my wallet with my free hand, tossing the damn thing to the ground because I couldn’t be bothered to get it back into my pocket.
Freeing my cock, I slid on the protection, then bent her forward, and teased my cock along her cleft until she was rocking and moaning, until I was wet with her need.
Then I slammed inside her, her moan echoing out across the expanse around us as I stilled, trying to take a deep breath, pull myself together.
I couldn’t find much control, though. And Everleigh seemed find with my lack of it as I started slamming into her, my fingers digging into her hips to yank her back into me as I thrust deep and hard.