Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 89674 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89674 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
“I love you, and you’re right, I have to loosen up about all this. Tomorrow night we’ll form a good plan. I’ll do better,” he said.
He always took all the blame from me and landed it on his shoulders. “Stop. You’re perfect. We’ll eat dinner in bed, maybe watch one of the documentaries you like, and go to sleep early.” I tugged on his shirt, his arms flailed as I pulled it over his head. I tossed it to the nearby armchair.
He also gave me a cheeky, inviting grin.
“I think you’re trying to seduce me?” Dash unbuttoned the top button of my uniform shirt then removed my ball cap. “You’re so tanned.”
I ended up shooing his hands away. “Tonight’s all about making you feel good. Let me handle it. Why wear all these clothes when you’re home all day?” I aimed to release his belt buckle, eager to move him into more comfortable attire.
I knew he knew I was teasing. Dash dressed to impress all of the time. Apparently, I moved too slow, because his hands swooped in to finish my task. In a flash, Dash popped his feet from his loafers. His slacks were caught in one hand to be tossed over the chair. “I’ve gotta give you a reason to come home, right?”
Ridiculous. In a move I’d performed plenty before, I placed both hands on his biceps and backed Dash to the bed. About a foot away, I pushed, and he let out a yelp, landing down with a bounce on the mattress. “What the hell, Brooks? You trying to seduce me or break my neck?”
His plump cock was a second or two behind the rest of him, landing on his lower belly with a bounce. I grinned, liking that a lot. “So dramatic.”
Sex hadn’t been on the menu tonight, but as I stared at his hard, toned body, I couldn’t stop from pulling off more of my clothing.
“I like to watch you undress,” Dash said, appreciatively.
“Yeah, me too.” I dropped my dirty clothes onto the floor where I stood, pooling around my work boots. They’d find their way into the laundry room soon enough.
“You like to watch you undress too?” Dash gave a thoughtful nod, teasing me. “That’s another thing we have in common.”
Dash gripped his shaft, pulling up and down. I couldn’t look away. My lip tucked between my teeth and my mouth watered as I zeroed in on the small bead of pre-come already on his tip. It had only been a few days since I’d felt my guy’s intimate touch, but man, I missed it.
I reached down to untie my laces and remove my boots. What should have been an easy task was made monumentally more difficult with the way my gaze continued to shift between Dash and my laces. “I thought I’d bring you to bed, maybe suck you, then cook dinner. I wanted you to be asleep by now.”
“Yeah, right,” Dash chastised. “I’m determined it’ll always be like this between us. Finish undressing and join me.”
Following orders, I unbuckled my belt, then let the shorts fall to my feet. “Now, turn around.”
Surprisingly, Dash listened and gave in to my request. Sure, I’d seen this view of his backside every day, but tonight felt different somehow. It was as if I’d finally committed to sticking around. He wanted me with him, and I wanted to be here too.
A pump bottle of lubricant was a permanent fixture on the nightstand within reach of my position. I crawled onto the mattress, pressing my lips to the edge of where his ass and thighs met before settling down beside him.
“I’d give everything for you too,” I purred against his ear. I massaged and caressed across his back. “How do you want me tonight?”
“You know,” he said, laying his cheek on the bedspread, looking at me. “Own me. The rougher the better.”
I lifted my hand to his shoulder, digging my thumb into the tight muscles there. I rose, single-handedly pumping a generous portion of the lube into my palm, while straddling his ass. Rubbing my palms together, I spread the slick over my hands before digging my fingers into Dash’s hard traps. “You’ve gotta relax more. You’ll think better if you do.”
“I’m struggling to get past how I misjudged my father so completely. Both my parents knew how much you mean to me. My intentions were clear. Yet they were fine with destroying you and ruining me. They stripped me of my standing in a university that finally began to judge me for me. I know that shell company wasn’t in place when I signed for this house. Someone on the inside of the courts had to change ownership. They had to. ”
“Shh,” I said quietly, working my hands in the same manner football trainers had done to untie me after a game. “You’re a clever guy. You’ll know what to do when the time comes. Rest. If you fall asleep, I won’t wake you.”