Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 120708 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 604(@200wpm)___ 483(@250wpm)___ 402(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 120708 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 604(@200wpm)___ 483(@250wpm)___ 402(@300wpm)
She smiled. “I really hope this isn’t a dream.”
I pulled her on top of me and she sat up. Her blonde hair tumbled down and hid her breasts slightly. The feel of her sitting on me had my cock rock hard in an instant.
Timberlynn smiled and gently rocked against me. “But then I feel this, and I know it’s definitely not a dream. You bring something out in me, Tanner,” she said shyly. “You make me feel so…”
“So what?” I asked as I lifted my hips and caused her to moan.
“Sexy. Powerful. Naughty.”
I lifted up my pelvis once more as I waggled my brows. “I think you need to elaborate on the naughty thing.”
She giggled. “Do you have another condom?”
That had me pause for a moment. “No, I don’t.”
Her eyes moved greedily over my body, and for a quick second I wanted to slip inside her free of a condom, but I knew that wasn’t the smart thing to do.
Timberlynn looked as if she might have been thinking the same thing.
“I know of other ways to be naughty, and we don’t need a condom,” I said softly.
She smiled. “Is that so?”
I grabbed her ass and pushed up against her.
“Tanner,” she gasped. “You’re teasing me.”
“Roll back over, baby. Let me make you come with my mouth again.”
Her breath picked up in speed, and she rolled off of me and spread her legs. I held the laughter that threatened to escape. She definitely didn’t hesitate.
I settled between her legs and licked slowly up to her clit. Timberlynn moaned in pleasure, then whispered, “Yes. Oh, that feels so good.”
My fingers slipped inside her as I continued to suck on her clit. I could feel her pulse and squeeze against my fingers, and I damn near came.
I was in the middle of bliss when my cell phone rang.
“Is that…a phone?” Timberlynn asked in a pleasure-induced haze.
Fuck. I quickly moved and grabbed my cell phone from the side table. I saw my brother’s name on the screen.
“It’s Ty.”
Timberlynn moaned, then grabbed a pillow and pushed it on her face as she laughed. “We always get interrupted by a Shaw.”
“What the fuck do you want, Ty?”
I could hear Timberlynn’s muffled giggle from under the pillow.
“Good morning to you too, baby brother.”
“I’m busy, what do you want?”
He laughed. “Busy, huh? My guess is you probably don’t want to hear that I was going to make my way to you with the plow.”
“Don’t you dare.”
A roar of laughter came from the other side of the line. “I take it you two enjoyed your evening together.”
“Again, what do you want, Ty?”
“You little ungrateful ass. I was calling to check up on you. Thought I might even risk my life to hitch up the plow and come save your ass.”
“We don’t need saving. We’re absolutely fine, dipshit.”
“I guess it’s a good thing, then, since the snow is coming down again pretty hard.”
“Good, leave us alone. And thanks for checking on us. Don’t call for another twelve hours or so, at least.”
I hit End as I heard the asshole laughing and tossed my phone onto the table. I made my way back over to where I was before.
Timberlynn smiled, and just as I was about to have my fill of her, the phone rang…again.
“Don’t answer it!” Timberlynn said.
“It’s not my phone. It’s yours.”
Timberlynn sighed and then sat up. “Where’s my phone?”
“Sounds like it’s in the kitchen.”
“Then, leave it!”
It stopped ringing and we both smiled.
Timberlynn dropped back onto the pillow and I buried my face between her legs before anyone else could interrupt us again.
Then, Timberlynn’s phone started to ring once more.
“Okay, I can’t do this. What if it’s important?” Timberlynn said. “Ugh!”
I moved and let her crawl off the bed. She grabbed a quilt that was on the back of a chair in the bedroom and made her way out of the room.
With a frustrated groan, I dropped onto my back. It was my turn to bury my face with the pillow. I heard Timberlynn answer the phone. “Hello?”
It sounded like she was walking back to the bedroom. “I don’t need you checking up on me, I’m twenty-four years old.”
Tossing the pillow off of me, I sat up.
“You stole it right out from under me!”
One quick look, and I found my jeans. Without a second thought, I got out of bed, pulled on my jeans and made my way out of the room. I could hear Timberlynn talking in the living room.
“Dad, you can’t swoop in after years of having nothing to do with my life and then claim you’re protecting me. I want to be in Montana. I’m staying here whether you like it or not.”
I couldn’t help but smile.
Timberlynn’s head dropped, and I watched as her whole body seemed to slump. “Nursing was Mom’s passion. Not mine. I wasn’t happy. I’m not sure what she would say, Dad. She died when I was six. I barely remember her, and you never talked about her with me.”