Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78340 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78340 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
By Saturday night, I was beyond ready to see him.
The baby actually fell asleep a little early. Even so, I waited about an hour to make sure he was going to stay asleep before leaving Lark and Dylan on babysitting duty and driving across town.
I found a parking spot a couple of blocks away. The garage door was already open when I walked up, and Lucky met me in the driveway and gave me a kiss. Then he smiled at me and said, “I’m glad you’re here.”
“Me, too.”
I followed him inside, and he tapped the button on the wall to close the door behind us as he said, “It’s a nice night, so I thought maybe we could sit outside.”
“Sure. I didn’t realize you had a backyard.”
“I don’t really, but I do have a small deck with room for two chairs. The other half of it’s taken up by my shower.”
“Your shower is outside?”
He nodded. “The former auto dealership didn’t come equipped with one for obvious reasons, and that was an easy solution.”
That made me grin. “Your neighbors must love you. Do they line up along the fence every morning and drool? Or afternoon, I guess, since you told me you’re basically nocturnal.”
“Most days, I shower at the gym. But when I do use the outdoor shower, the seven-foot-high privacy walls generally discourage an audience.” He led the way to the makeshift kitchen, and as he pulled a pitcher of drinks from the compact refrigerator, he added, “I’ve been working on shifting my sleep schedule, by the way, so I’m not all that nocturnal anymore.”
“Why?”
He shrugged as he put the pitcher on the counter. “It’s time to start acclimating myself to what the rest of society is doing.”
“Is that because you’re thinking ahead to running your family business? I assumed that was what the new, more ‘serious’ glasses were about, too.”
“That’s exactly why, actually. I’m supposed to fly back home for some meetings in a couple of weeks, and I’d like to instill at least a shred of confidence in my dad and his team.”
“You never told me what type of business it is,” I said.
“Liquor production and distribution.”
“Well hell, if you’re going into the liquor business, I wouldn’t really worry about looking serious. In fact, you should wear those tragic safety glasses to the meetings and tell them you’re taking the company in a fresh, new hipster direction.”
He chuckled and said, “And now I’m second-guessing turning to you for all my decisions. Speaking of which, I hope my texts all week weren’t annoying. I was just trying to make you smile, but I know you’re busy with your son.”
“Your messages were anything but annoying. In fact, they were the highlight of my week.”
He turned to look at me, maybe to see if I was serious. When his gaze dropped to my mouth, I reflexively licked my lips, and his parted. Then he leaned in, and I sank into him.
Kissing Lucky was profound, life-altering, and just plain fun. He picked me up and sat me on the counter without breaking the kiss, and I wrapped my legs around him as I wound my fingers into his thick hair. He flooded my senses with his sweet taste, the subtle scent of his cologne, the warmth of his body against mine.
I’d missed this all week. In fact, I’d craved it. Now I couldn’t get enough.
It seemed he couldn’t either, because this went on for a long time. Finally, he stepped back and took my hand, and I jumped off the counter and followed him upstairs. There was no discussion. We both knew what we needed.
We undressed quickly before tumbling onto the bed, and then we went right back to kissing. It was even better now, with his naked body pressed to mine and our hands all over each other.
When he positioned himself between my thighs, I assumed he was about to give me another blow job. But then he did something I hadn’t been expecting. He grasped my legs and pushed them up and back, almost folding me in half as he exposed my hole.
He ran his tongue along my crack before pushing the tip into my ass, and it was so deeply erotic that I could barely believe it was happening. I was also so damn glad I’d showered and used my douching kit ahead of time, or else I would have felt way too self-conscious to let him do this.
I stopped thinking about that—and everything else—as he pushed his tongue deeper into me. Instead, I grabbed the backs of my thighs and spread myself wider for him. That freed up his hands, and everything intensified. He sat up long enough to grab some lube from the nightstand, and a few moments later he slid a slicked finger into me while his mouth engulfed my hard-on.