Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 56416 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56416 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
I give her a chance to deny me, but she looks right into my eyes and nods her head. I don’t hesitate and lean in to taste her. In one smooth motion, I lick her from hole to clit. She whimpers, and her hands go to my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin as I suck her clit between my lips.
“Oh wow…oh, please don’t stop,” she begs, and I smile as I increase the pressure on her swollen nub.
Her hips are thrusting against me, and I devour her. I slide a finger inside her, and she’s so fuckin’ tight I can’t help but wonder how I’m ever going to fit inside. I pump into her, small gentle strokes of my finger, and she comes undone. Her body flexes as the orgasm takes over her body. I lick her release and can’t get enough of her.
Only when she’s limp on the bed, panting, do I stop.
I crawl up her body and lean over her, searching her dazed eyes. “Are you okay?”
She nods her head. “That was… wow.”
I press my lips to hers, and she smiles against my mouth. Her hand comes up, and she strokes my beard with her fingers. “You have me on you.”
I lean over her, trying to keep my weight off her. My cock is still hard, and I know I’m going to need to take care of it in the shower. “I like having you on me.” I roll to my side. “I need to get up. I have a meeting this morning in Jasper.”
She sits up and watches me as I sit down on the edge of the bed. I try to hide the pain of my hard-on. I don’t want her to feel bad or lacking in any way. I definitely don’t want her to think she needs to sleep in the other room because I can’t control myself.
She stretches behind me and moans, sounding satisfied. “I’m going to go to the community center today.”
I take a deep breath. “Call if you need me, okay?”
She says okay, and I get up, keeping my back to her. I know my underwear are stuck to me because they’re soaked with precum. I walk into the bathroom and take a quick shower. I only have to fist myself and stroke it three times and I’m coming on the shower floor.
I try to be quiet, but the release is amazing, and I’m moaning Haven’s name as the orgasm rolls through my body.
I take a quick shower, hating that I’m washing her scent off me, and when I come into the bedroom with my towel around my waist, she’s nowhere to be found. I throw some clothes on and check the spare bedroom before descending the stairs. She’s in the kitchen and she looks at me smugly as she hands me a to-go mug of coffee.
“Thank you.”
She nods. “Of course. I, uh, heard you in the shower. I’m sorry… I wasn’t even thinking… That had to be painful for you.”
I put my hand on her chin and pull it up so she’s looking at me. “Seeing you come undone was everything to me. I told you no pressure, and there’s no pressure. I’m happy you let me taste you.”
“But—” she starts, and I interrupt her.
“No buts. That was perfect, Haven, and I wouldn’t change a thing.”
She finally nods her head and leans up on her tiptoes to kiss me. The fact she’s the one initiating the kiss makes it even better. I want her to trust me. I pat her ass. “Remember who you belong to, Mrs. Beckett.”
She doesn’t hesitate. “You.”
I hold her to me and kiss her until we’re both breathless. “See you later, wife.”
“Bye, husband.”
I almost got out of here and forgot to tell her, “Hey, I’m driving myself today. Callan is waiting outside to take you wherever you need to go.”
She is coming toward me. “I’m not taking your driver, King. That’s ridiculous. I’m in Whiskey Run.”
I lean down and kiss her. “This is a non-negotiable, Haven. I can’t work if I don’t know you’re safe.”
“But—”
I kiss her again. “Please, do this for me.”
She juts her chin at me. “How am I supposed to say no to that?”
“You’re not.”
She lets out a huff. “Fine. We’ll do it your way, Mr. Beckett.”
With one last kiss, I reluctantly walk out the door, and as soon as I get into my car, I let out a big breath. I would give anything to stay here all day, but unfortunately I have meetings today that could cost me fourteen million dollars if I blow them off.
I barely get on the road and my phone is ringing. Seeing my human resource manager's name on the caller ID, I hit the button on my dashboard to answer it. “Ridge.”
Becca starts talking, and it’s so fast, I can’t make out a word. “Becca, slow down. I can’t understand you.”