Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 73(@200wpm)___ 58(@250wpm)___ 49(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 73(@200wpm)___ 58(@250wpm)___ 49(@300wpm)
He suddenly entered her ass.
She gasped.
“It’s okay, baby, tell me if you want me to stop,” he said.
“It feels … weird.”
He chuckled. “Of course it does.” His other hand stroked her ass. “But tell me if you don’t like it.”
She didn’t know how she felt. Her body was on fire. The need pulsed within her. There was no way she wanted to say no, as it felt so freaking good. He pushed more of his finger inside her ass, going in and out, working it hard and deep. When it came to a second finger, she honestly didn’t think it would fit, it was so tight.
Elijah knew what he wanted to do, and once he had worked up a pace of fucking her ass with his fingers, he went back to taking her pussy, and then she felt the pleasure all over her body. In her ass, her cunt, everywhere. He worked her close to another orgasm without even touching her.
Every sensation was heightened, and when she felt him thrust all the way inside her, and the pulse of his dick, she knew she wanted to feel him no matter what.
****
“They love the snow, don’t they?” Josie asked.
Elijah smiled. He should have totally left winning her over to his dogs. Buster and Trixie this morning had woken up with the desire to go for a walk. They were not taking no for an answer. He had no problem leaving Josie at home, but she had insisted on coming.
With how cold it was, he’d been sure to dress her appropriately. She wore a thermal vest, a long-sleeved shirt, and a short-sleeved shirt over the long one. Also, two sweaters and his coat. He’d also insisted on a pair of sweatpants, along with a pair of his jeans. He finished it off with a scarf, gloves, and a hat. She was bundled up well.
He’d also done the same. But he was able to bend and move while Josie could only seem to use her legs and head. He didn’t want her catching cold.
“Yep, I’m surprised they’ve not whined before now. They love being outside.”
He pulled back their ball and tossed it across the ground. Past a large thicket of trees, there was a large grass field where he took the dogs to go running and chasing a ball. This was where they were now. Not many tourists came up here. He’d made sure the local hiking company hadn’t included part of this trail in their guide. After all, he owned the land surrounding his home. He didn’t mind sharing, but when it came to his dogs, he liked to know he still had privacy. The last thing he wanted were tourists constantly knocking at his door, wanting attention.
Trixie got to the ball first, dropping it at his feet. He picked the ball up and handed it to Josie. “Want to give it a try?” he asked.
“Er, what do I do?”
“You throw it.”
“Right, right, of course. I don’t … I’m not very good at throwing.”
He chuckled. “Then it will be good practice.” He winked at her.
She rolled her eyes, drew back her arm, and threw.
It wasn’t too bad, but the dogs didn’t have far to run. Buster got the ball and brought it right back to him.
“Do you want another go?” he asked, seeing the excitement in her eyes.
“Yes, are you sure?”
“Go right ahead.” He knew that feeling she was getting. The joy from the few simple pleasures in life.
She drew her arm back and threw the ball. The dogs were already chasing after it. She giggled, covering her mouth. “They are so cute.”
He chuckled. “They are.”
“You know, I’ve always wanted a dog or a cat, I guess. It was on my list of things to do, you know, once I’d … I’m not exactly sure what.”
“I get it. Was finding a husband, having kids there as well?” he asked.
She sighed. “Yeah. Did you make a list?”
“Not quite like yours. At first, I didn’t think it was necessary to have kids.” He shrugged.
“And now?”
“Now, it would be nice to have kids. I love kids. Love dogs as well. But…”
“But what?” Josie asked.
“I don’t want to go back to living that life. Get sucked into the shit of it. I like my life up here, and this is not for everyone.”
“Do you ever get lonely?”
“Sometimes. Not in the past few days.”
Josie smiled and Elijah stared at her, wanting to ask her to stay with him. She had been sleeping in his bed, and he had gotten this crazy idea about her staying with him, loving him, marrying him. He could give her a life that meant a birthday would never be forgotten.
“I get so lonely as well,” Josie said.
Buster chose that moment to bark.
She tried to bend down to stroke him, but he’d put so many layers on, it was impossible to do so.