Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61100 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61100 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
“Perfect. You can come to our house for dinner.”
“Oh … I don’t want you going to the trouble of cooking for me again.”
“It’s no trouble. We all have to eat. If we run short on time, we’ll grab carryout on our way home.”
We discuss timing, and then he tells me he’ll see me soon, his voice going all low and sexy, making my tummy ache with need. I’m hungry already, and it’s not for food.
20
ZIPPER
I’m looking forward to Rose coming over, even though I know I shouldn’t. The others are starting to get too involved, and there’s no way this is going to end well. Rose is getting involved, too, and that young woman has no business wasting her time with us.
But fuck if it didn’t feel good being with her.
And it felt right sharing her with the others, even though I know that path is paved with danger.
Almost everything inside me is telling me to duck out of this arrangement, or whatever you want to call what’s going on, but my dick won’t let me step away. It’s been too long since I’ve been with a woman who stirred things inside me the way she does.
Hutch and Christian are in the kitchen when I hear Rose pull into the driveway. I’m not sure where Mace is, but I’m the one who makes it to the door first.
“Oh, hi,” she says, a pretty smile on her pink lips when I open the door just before her hand makes contact to knock.
I nod a greeting, my eyes drinking in the way the fabric of her dress stretches across her chest and clings to her hips before it falls loosely to her knees. When I bring my eyes back up to meet hers, her dark lashes hypnotize me. How does she get more beautiful every time I see her?
She seems surprised that it’s me answering the door. Her eyes drop toward the ground, those thick lashes fluttering in a way that somehow feels like a finger stroking the length of my cock.
“C’mere.” I pull her across the threshold and into my arms, covering her mouth with mine, tasting those sweet lips. I had no plan and no prior intention; the impulse overtook me, and by the way she’s responding, I can tell she was having a similar impulse.
She presses her body closer to mine, one of her hands gripping a handful of the back of my t-shirt. She kisses me back like she’s been thinking about it all day, and my dick is instantly hard from the way her lips move against mine, and her distinctive flavor.
Stepping us backward into the entry, my hands survey those curvy hips I’d just been eyeing. It registers that she’s holding something, so I take it from her hand—it’s a small potted plant—and hastily set it on the floor, only interrupting our kiss for a second before I return, hungry for more.
Now she has two hands free, and she makes good use of that fact, her fingers probing the muscles in my back, while I cup her face and try to get even closer to her.
“Why don’t you two get a room?” It’s Christian who mumbles this, but I can’t be bothered to decide if he’s irritated. Instead, I take his suggestion and scoop Rose into my arms, carrying her like a bride around the corner, down the hall, and straight into my room, where I kick the door shut behind us.
Reading my intention, her breathing grows shallow and her hands more desperate to touch me as I set her on the edge of the bed. I kneel in front of her, reaching under her dress to find the thin straps of her underwear. As soon as I have them off and out of my way, I bury my head between her legs, where I taste the evidence of her desire.
She’s already so wet, nearly dripping for me. It’s more than I can lick in a few swipes, and it’d be a shame to waste it.
When I stand to push her back on the bed, her hands go straight to my belt and start working it open. She moans in frustration when I step away, but I quickly return from my bedside table, condom packet in hand, and finish the job she started, wasting no time getting my pants open and unrolling the rubber onto my rock-hard erection.
Her eyes are fixed on my cock, her tongue darting out to lick her plump lower lip as I grab her hips and slide her closer. The bed is too low, so I tug her hips upward, causing her upper body to collapse flat onto the bed as her legs spread wider for me, her glistening pink pussy ripe and ready.
With a firm grip on her thighs, I plunge into her. Her mouth felt incredible on my cock the other night, but her pussy is an entirely different kind of amazing. Hardly two or three minutes have passed since I greeted her at the door, but it already feels like I’ve waited too long to be inside her.