Total pages in book: 181
Estimated words: 177690 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 888(@200wpm)___ 711(@250wpm)___ 592(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 177690 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 888(@200wpm)___ 711(@250wpm)___ 592(@300wpm)
I don’t know what she sees on my face. Maybe she’s finally reached her limit too, and is too far gone to stop. Whatever it is, I thank my maker as she squeezes my cock in her hand and those swollen lips, I’ve just kissed, spread into a smile. Her tongue comes out to wet them as she strokes me again.
“Then stop holding back,” she dares me and with those words I feel like I can breathe again. I don’t know what I’ve done to make her doubts disappear, but I’m grateful as fuck.
“I’ll make you feel good, Moth-girl,” I promise, thrusting my fingers inside her again, while moving my thumb against her clit.
“You already are,” she whimpers.
“I know, but this is going to go way too fast and I want you to know that afterwards, I’ll go much slower,” I tell her, already moving her body where I need her. I feel like a kid about to get his first taste of pussy and knowing if he doesn’t hurry he’s going to blow before he gets inside. Casey makes me that fucking eager.
“You’re talking too much, dude,” she says and she’s laughing even in her desire. It’s a fucking beautiful sound and one I vow to have her make every time I make love to her. Before I can take over, she positions my cock at her entrance and then using the water to lift her body and the heels of her feet braced against the backs of my thighs, impales herself. Her head goes back in pleasure and I feel my cock slide against my fingers as I pull them from her pussy and my dick pushes inside her silky depths. It’s fucking erotic, and the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced in my life as I watch her fuck herself, using my cock. I can do nothing but watch for a minute and then, need takes over. My hands spread out over her ass as I take over. I pull out of her, only to slam back in. She cries out, her head raising and her eyes opening up to look at me.
“Wrap those fucking legs around me tight, honey and hold on,” I warn her as I ride her hard and fast. She does as I order, and her eyes grow heavy and start to close, drugged by the pleasure. I can’t have that. “Keep those fucking eyes open, Casey,” I demand like an asshole. They instantly snap open. “I want to see you the minute you come all over my cock,” I moan, fucking her harder and harder, because I know I’m close.
I use my hand to tease her clit and she cries out an unintelligible sound, her entire body stiffening right before she shatters.
“Gavin!” she cries out, throwing her head back. I lose the eye contact then, but that’s okay, because I had them the minute she climaxed and it’s my name on her lips as I follow her over the edge.
That’s everything.
thirteen
casey
“What are you thinking?” Gavin asks, breaking the silence. We’re lying in his bed, having finally made it here after having sex in the pool. It’s dark outside now, Gavin brought us some sandwiches after making love to me again. Now I’m full, tired, and deliciously sore in all the right spots. I’m also happy. Which is kind of crazy, but true. I have my head on Gavin’s chest, his heart drumming in my ear, and his warm body making me feel relaxed and protected. I’ve had boyfriends before, but none of them gave me this contented feeling before. None of them. That has to be significant, but I find I don’t want to think about it right now. I have one of my arms wrapped around Gavin’s stomach and I’m moving my fingers back and forth over his smooth skin.
“What made you decide to be a stuntman?”
“That’s what you were thinking?” he asks, letting out a small laugh that shakes me. I look up at him, still keeping my chin and arms on his stomach—needing to hold him close and afraid to ask myself why. I smile up at him.
“Come on, tell me.”
“Well after the wreck, my knee was fucked up. I had to reevaluate what I wanted to do with my life. My father always wanted me to follow in his footsteps and since my dream was done, Aden was already out this way. I had nothing else I truly enjoyed, I figured why not.”
“The wreck must have been really bad,” I whisper kissing his chest.
“Not that bad. I was stupid and didn’t put on my seatbelt. The brunt of the impact was on my side and part of the car collapsed on my leg. Titan was driving, he walked away with a few scratches.
“Lucky.”
“He doesn’t feel lucky. He has a lot of guilt about it—though he shouldn’t. I was the idiot who didn’t buckle up. It worked out though.”