Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 83990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“What?” I whisper. This whole time, I kept saying I wanted to be on a beach. I want to sit my ass down on the sand and watch the waves. Feel the sand between my toes.
“Well, we have four days off, which is the most I think that we’ve had, so I was thinking.” I drop the granola and crawl over to him. As I straddle his lap, one of his hands automatically goes around my waist, and he squeezes my hip.
“You.” My hands go to his face, cupping his cheeks, then my finger traces his lips. Lips I’ve missed. “Are taking me to the beach?” His hands start to go up my back and then in my hair. He pushes it over my shoulder, nodding his head. “You remembered.”
“I remember everything when it comes to you, baby,” he says softly as he waits for me to make the next move, and I lean in a touch more. “Give me your mouth.”
I try to fight this, but it’s a losing battle. It always is when it comes to him. “Okay,” I say, leaning in and giving him my mouth, which he takes. The kiss is so needy, it leaves me breathless. Our hands feel like they are everywhere. His hands start in my hair, and then he cups my heavy and achy tits. My back arches, pushing my tits into his palms. Then they travel to my ass as he kneads it, and I push my pussy into his thick cock. I throw my head back and moan. “Fuck.”
The bus comes to a stop, and we hear the hiss of the brakes. “We have arrived.”
“No,” I groan, and Brian leans in and kisses my neck. “Let’s stay here,” I beg him, afraid of leaving here and not getting to kiss him again.
“Let’s go to the beach, baby,” he tells me, and I slowly unwind my limbs from him. “Go put your shoes on, and I’ll be waiting outside.” I look down at my bare feet and then go into the room, sliding my feet into my Gucci slides. I grab my phone and toss it in my Hermes bag and then walk out, seeing him standing next to a black Range Rover. “Ready?” he asks, grabbing my purse, then opening the door to let me get in. He leans in, kissing me, and then walks around the SUV to the driver’s side. He doesn’t say anything; he just buckles in and starts the vehicle. Watching him take off in the dark of the night, I gaze at the signs, not even knowing where we really are. He turns down this bumpy road and then pulls onto a paved driveway. The lights in front of the house are on, and I see that the house is all blue, like a royal blue. The door and windows all white. We walk up the two steps to the front door, and he unlocks it with a secret code. Looking to the side, I see that half the house is higher. Walking into the entrance, the staircase is right in front of you, going up one flight and then turning to another flight. The ceiling is low until you walk farther into the house, and it opens up to the second part. “Let’s get you settled, and we can take a tour in the morning.” We walk up the steps, and he walks into the master bedroom where the lights are dimmed. The huge king-size canopy bed fills the room with white drapes on all four posts. The back wall is all windows. Walking over to the wall, I see the white handle on one of the frames. I unlock the door and walk out onto the back balcony, hearing the waves crashing in the distance. The air smells of saltwater and sand. I walk to the railing and put my hands on it, staring out into the dark of the night. You can’t really see anything except a couple of blinking lights in the distance. I look down and see a small pool and hot tub. “I closed up everything downstairs.” I turn my head to see Brian walking back in. I turn and lean against the railing when he makes his way outside.
“Thank you,” I say softly with a smile. He walks to me, his hands going on the railing, and he boxes me in.
“I missed you,” he says softly, leaning down and kissing my cheek. “Missed touching you.” He kisses the other side. “Missed having you in my arms.” He trails kisses to my ear. “Missed eating your pussy,” he whispers in my ear, nipping it, and I lean into him. “Missed having my cock in your mouth,” he says, and I swear my pussy gets wet from just his words. His hand comes up my stomach and goes under my shirt. He finds my tits. “Bare,” he says. He’s not surprised I’m not wearing a bra, and he rolls my nipple with his fingers. “I’m done.” He says those two words, and I don’t know what to think of them. It makes my heart stop, and I’m suddenly sick to my stomach. My mouth becomes dry and when my back goes straight, he must sense it. “I’m done fighting this.”