Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 57908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
“You are trouble, Cherry G.”
I lifted her under her arms and tossed her farther back on the bed. I gripped her knees, opening her to me. She looked uncertain, and I shook my head. “You are beautiful. Lying there, wet and ready for me. I could slide in and fuck you as hard as I wanted right now, couldn’t I?” I demanded. “You’re soaked.” I ran a finger along her, teasing and light. “But I want to taste you first. Make you come with my mouth. Then my fingers. Then you get my cock.”
She whimpered, her legs falling open wider. Her nipples begged for my mouth, and I tongued them, biting and sucking until they were stiff points and wet from my teasing. Then I moved down her body, kissing and licking. I picked up her foot, kissing the arch, up to her knee, then did the same with the other. She was almost panting by the time I buried my face into her center and licked. She bowed her back off her bed with a low cry as I circled her clit with slow passes of my tongue. She curled her hands into fists on the bedding, twisting the material as I stroked, licked, sucked, and nibbled. Slid in one finger, then added another, pumping fast as she began to stiffen.
“Come for me, Cherry. Come all over my hand,” I praised her. “So fucking beautiful. Look at you.”
She cried out, her eyes going wide, her muscles tightening.
I hovered over her, settling between her thighs and slamming into her. That set off another orgasm, this time my name flying from her lips as she choked my cock, the sensation incredible. I slid my arms around her, lifting her to my chest and covering her mouth with mine, kissing her hard. She gripped my shoulders, grasped at my biceps, and dug her nails into my back. Our mouths were fused together, our breaths mingling. I grabbed her perfect ass, moving her with me. The bed shifted with the force of our coupling. Sweat rolled down our torsos, our skin gliding together. I gripped her hip with one hand, the other wrapped around her hair and pressing into her back. I had never experienced such intense sensations with anyone before. Never felt the need to be as close to someone. To feel them molded around me. Everything with Cherry was magnified.
Including the strength of the orgasm I felt beginning to take over. Fire spread through me, hot and bright. My cock swelled, and I thrust into the heat and wet of her, needing to be as deeply embedded as I could be.
“Dom!” she gasped, tearing her mouth from mine. “Oh my God, again. More!”
I exploded, pleasure overtaking my body. I held her tight to my chest, letting the sensations flood me. She whimpered my name over and over, her lips by my ear, her breath hot on my skin. I moved until I was sated. Exhausted.
Wondering what the hell had just happened.
We stilled, our skin cooling, our breathing returning to normal. I slid a finger under her chin, lifting her face. I pressed a kiss to her full lips. “Wow.”
She looked up, her gaze soft, warm, and emotional. “Wow is right.”
“You okay, pretty lady?”
“I’m good.”
I eased her back to the mattress and slid out of her, grimacing as I rested beside her. She shifted, placing her head on my chest, draping her arm across my stomach.
“I should go?” she said in the form of a question.
“Nope. You’re staying right here. I’m not done with you yet.”
“Oh.”
I kissed her forehead. “Sleep a bit. I’m not going anywhere.” I held her tighter. “Neither are you.”
“Hannah—”
“Knows where you are. That you’re safe. She’s also fully aware you’re a grown woman. I highly doubt she’s shocked. Besides, the way she and Chase were eyeing each other up, I doubt she’s even thinking of you right now. Pretty sure the headboard is slamming into the wall loudly.”
She slapped my chest, even as she laughed. “Stop. That is my daughter.”
“Another grown woman. Both of you satisfied.”
She lifted her head, a smile on her lips. “Did I say I was satisfied yet, Dom?”
I wasn’t sure what shocked me more. Her teasing, or the way my cock got on board so quickly.
Cherry was obviously my own personal Viagra.
I could live with that.
The room was quiet as we recovered from round two. Cherry was draped over my chest, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on my skin.
“Who hurt you, Cherry?” I asked quietly.
She stiffened, then sighed.
“About two years after Mike died, I was lonely. Sad. Weary. So tired of working and being the only one, trying to raise Hannah, go to work, handle the bills. Everything.”
“I imagine it was hard.”
“It was. I met a man. He was a salesman for a big roofing distributor in the region. He seemed great. Said all the right things. Did all the right things. Asked about my daughter. Showed an interest in her and me. Suddenly, I wasn’t so lonely.”