Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Bellowing her name, I exploded inside her, releasing copious amounts of come. The hot seed splashing into her womb set off another orgasm in Oakley, and she cried out again as it crashed over her.
Afterward, I flipped us over so she was sprawled over my body, and I was still sheathed in her heat. As we fell asleep, I promised myself to let her rest. But sometime in the early morning, I woke up hard and buried in her pussy. It would have been impossible not to fuck her one more time.
After a few more hours of sleep, I woke up to an empty bed and frowned, but relaxed when I saw Oakley again curled up on the couch, wearing my T-shirt, and reading a book.
“Morning, baby,” I murmured as I sat up. “How are you feeling? Are you sore?”
Her cheeks turned pink as she met my eyes, and I fought not to grin so I wouldn't embarrass her more. “Um, only a little.” Then she smiled even as her face flushed, and she admitted, “It’s a good kind of sore, though. More like I’m…um…stretched, which makes sense since…” She trailed off as she gestured to my cock, which was tenting the sheet with my morning wood.
I couldn’t help the grin this time, and it made her blush even harder. “That’s good, baby. You’ll always be snug, but you’ll stretch easier with time.” My smile turned wicked. “And a lot of practice.”
Climbing out of bed, I winked at her before yanking on my leather pants, not bothering to button them. “I’ll be right back. Gotta hit the head.”
Oakley frowned and ran her eyes over me. “Do any of the old ladies or club bunnies stay here?”
I laughed, pretty sure where she was headed, but wanting to make her come right out and say it. “Mac’s never allowed club bunnies, but even if he had, they’d have been long gone the moment Bridget stepped foot onto the compound. But yeah, some of the girlfriends or old ladies stay here on and off.”
“And you just go traipsing around undressed like that?”
“What if I do?”
Oakley huffed, and I bit my cheek so I wouldn’t laugh again. “Well, well, you…um…you shouldn’t!”
Finally giving in to my smile, I prowled over to my woman and bent over her, pressing my fists into the back of the couch on either side of her. “Are you jealous, baby?”
Oakley looked like she was going to protest, but then she sighed and dropped her eyes to her lap as she admitted, “Yes.”
“Baby, look at me.” When she didn’t do as I’d demanded right away, I growled, “Oakley.”
She raised her eyes to mine, and twin spots of pink bloomed on her cheeks.
“See you being possessive of me…it’s hot as fuck.”
Oakley’s lips parted in surprise before she grinned. “Really?”
I dropped a lingering kiss on her lips before murmuring, “Oh yeah. If your tasty little pussy didn’t need a rest, I’d show you just how much I like it when you get jealous.”
She swallowed hard and started to say something, but I put a finger over her lips.
“No. Be good now,” I admonished. After giving her another quick, hard kiss, I grabbed a shirt from the dresser and pulled it on as I walked out into the hall.
Scout was just leaving the room he stayed in when he wasn’t at home. Seeing me, he turned back and shouted, “You owe me fifty bucks, kitty cat!”
Then he grinned at me. “Cat didn’t think you'd be able to talk sunshine into your bed last night.”
I started to roll my eyes, then frowned. “Sunshine?”
Scout shrugged. “Cat’s idea. Said it was the perfect nickname for your woman, and she’s never wrong.”
“Don’t you forget it!” Cat shouted from inside the room, making Scout grin even wider.
“Hear you’re pussy-whipped these days too.”
I growled, irritated at anyone talking about my woman and pussy in the same sentence. No one should be thinking about her that way except me. “Don’t talk about Oakley like that.”
It wouldn’t have surprised me if the smile he was sporting had cracked his face open, it was so big. “I wasn’t talking about Oakley.”
To my complete and utter horror, my cheeks heated when I realized he was talking about Snowball. Someone who saw me last night must have told him. I shook my head and scowled to cover up the blush. “Whatever it takes to make my woman happy.”
Scout’s expression filled with respect. “Happy for you, brother. Gotta say, I wasn’t sure you’d ever find a woman willing to put up with your grumpy ass.”
I flipped him the bird and disappeared into the bathroom, ignoring his raucous laughter while I took care of business. After washing my hands and brushing my teeth, I went back to my room to find Oakley pacing, her expression thoughtful.
“I was thinking…”