Total pages in book: 150
Estimated words: 147136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 736(@200wpm)___ 589(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 736(@200wpm)___ 589(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
Syd gave me a look of understanding, nodded once, then watched over my shoulder.
“Is he okay playing while we go do you know what?” she asked, tilting her head to the side so I could kiss her neck.
“Nothing for him to get into and he can’t get out. He’ll be fine,” I told her, crossing into the bedroom and making for the master bath.
“You sure? What about the basement steps? Those are pretty steep.”
“He’s a dog, babe. Not a baby. He can handle steps.”
I stepped inside the bathroom, flicked the light on, closed the door behind us so Sir wouldn’t see that as an open invitation to cock-block me, and let Syd slide down my body.
She stood between me and the vanity, looking up nervously.
“You sure?” she asked again.
I cocked my head.
“Would you rather he join us in here so you can keep an eye on him while I’m buried inside you?”
She jerked back.
“Uh …no, that would be weird,” she replied quickly. “Not to mention traumatizing for him, I’d imagine. You fuck dirty.”
I smirked, reached back over my shoulder, fisted my shirt, and tugged it off.
“Fuck you sweet, too,” I told her, dropping my shirt and reaching for hers.
“Sometimes,” she murmured through a smile. She lifted her arms over her head so I could get her top off.
I tossed it next to mine then tugged the drawstring on her pants loose, causing them to drop and bunch at her ankles as she made quick work of her bra.
I stared at her tits when she freed them.
Full and sitting high on her chest, her rose-colored nipples the perfect size for my mouth.
“Fuck.” I squeezed my cock through my shorts, then explained further, “Think you get a bit of both every time, Wild. Hard for me not to give you sweet when you’re giving it and even harder not to dirty you up when you’re begging for it.” I lifted my eyes to hers. “Know you’re getting both now.”
Syd kicked off her shoes and stepped out of her pants. Panties came next, then with a coy smile, she stepped closer, reached for my shorts, and popped the button, asking, “Why am I getting both now?”
She lowered the zipper.
I moaned when her fingers brushed my cock.
“Mentioned letting me take your ass. Means you’re already feeling dirty tonight so that’s what you’ll be getting.” My shorts slid down my legs. I dropped my head back, eyes closing when she wrapped her hand around me and started stroking. “Syd.”
“And the sweet?” she asked, sounding playful.
I tipped my head down and held her eyes.
“Said you’d marry me,” I reminded her. “Can’t imagine not making love to you right now after hearing that.”
Her hand stilled.
I moved in, forcing my girl to lose her hold on me.
“Gonna do that now. You good with that?” I asked, gripping the backs of her legs and lifting.
“Yes,” she answered, nodding quickly while squeezing my neck. “I’m good with that.”
I sat her on the edge of the vanity, spread her legs wide, and stared between her face and her cunt.
“Still dripping?” I slid my finger through her pussy to test. Moisture trickled onto my palm. “Fuck.”
She grabbed my face and kissed me, slow and deep, shaking when I added a second.
“God,” she moaned.
I bent down and gave her a long lick, tasting her in my throat.
She cried out and reached for me but I was already standing, fisting the base of my cock and stepping into her, then her head fell back and her eyes rolled closed as I pushed in that first inch.
Crazy.
Beautiful.
Mine.
“Brian.” Syd’s voice vibrated up my spine.
I slid in farther, slowly stretching her, her pussy drawing me in with tight little pulses until I was fully seated and my balls ached with the need to pound us both toward madness.
I fought it and gripped her hips.
This was our sweet. Paced and rhythmed. I wouldn’t be desperate yet.
“Eyes, babe.”
Immediately, Syd tilted her head down and blinked at me.
When I had her, I started thrusting slowly. Deliberately. Her desire dripped to my balls. She’d never been this wet.
I’d never felt this lost.
“Fuck, Wild …keep watching me,” I told her. My voice was strained. “Keep looking at me like that. Always like that.”
“Always.”
She gasped when I started circling her clit with my thumb.
I pulled her hips so she was hanging over the edge of the vanity, slid my hands to the backs of her knees, and opened her up, spreading her legs wider and pressing them closer to her chest.
She whimpered and bit her lip as I drove in deeper, bottoming out each time.
“You like that,” I stated, knowing she did as I watched my cock move inside the tightest pussy I’d ever fucked. “God …tell me. Tell me you like it.”
“I like it,” she breathed.
“Is this what your greedy little cunt wants? My cock filling it? Fucking it?”