Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
“About to be.” The last thing I expected happened again. Today has been a day full of surprises. Talon calling me tonight is among them. I drop the towel to the ground, holding my phone with my shoulder and head while I open the drawer to my dresser for pajamas of some kind. A big baggy shirt would do the trick right about now. The less constricting, the better.
“Get in bed, Kelsey. We’re going to finish what we started.” I stop in my tracks. The shirt I’m reaching for is abandoned. My body responds to his words, and the tiredness I once felt is long gone. In its wake a fire ignites inside of me. My thighs quiver, the tips of my nipples tighten into hard points, and it’s not because of the air conditioner.
“Are you in bed?” I ask, closing the drawer with my hip. I’ll get up after our conversation and put something on in case one of my parents decides to check up on me after their late night at the neighbors'.
“Yep, got my hand wrapped around my cock, too. I’m just waiting on you now.” I pull the covers back, climb in bed, and situate myself to where I need to be.
“So am I.” I pause for good measure. “Naked.” I can hear his sharp intake of breath. We could have bypassed this earlier if he’d taken me up on the idea of going back to his place. But it doesn’t mean I have to like it. And while this will do, it’s only going to hold us both over for so long.
“Fucking Christ, siren.” My imagination runs wild. Is he sitting propped up in bed like I am? I’ve seen Talon without a shirt on, but completely naked? Can’t say I’ve been fortunate enough to appreciate him in the nude. I plant my feet on the mattress and widen my legs, kind of wishing we were talking over FaceTime instead.
“Talon.” A low purr leaves my mouth. I can hear his deep breathing, and it’s clear as day he’s a lot further ahead of me in finding his orgasm. I’ve got some making up to do.
“Kels, work your pussy like you did on my cock earlier.” My hand trails down my abdomen, chest heaving, wishing my hands were Talon's. I hold my phone between my shoulder and ear, allowing me to work my pussy and breast at the same time.
“Oh shit.” The tip of my finger slides along my clit. Never in my life did I think I’d be this ready this fast.
“Damn. Next time, siren, it’s going to be me working your nipples and cunt. I can hear how wet you are. I bet you taste good.” His voice comes in choppy. My eyes close as I imagine his sleek muscles flexing with his big, calloused hand working his length.
“Only if my mouth can be on you, too.” I slide two fingers inside myself. My other hand drops away from my breast to fist the sheets beneath me.
“Without a doubt. Your mouth on my cock is going to feel like liquid fire, burning me from the outside in. Not sure how long this is gonna last, siren, your sweet pleas, soft sighs, and knowing there aren't but twenty feet and a couple of concrete walls between us. Jesus, I’m ready to say fuck it, come over, and take you, Kelsey.” The palm of my hand ignites a flame of my own as I work my fingers in and out of my center. I want Talon’s fingers, to feel the push and pull. He’s so much bigger than I am—hands, body, personality. I know taking two of his fingers would be a lot different than my own. There’d be a burn to accommodate for Talon’s.
“Talon, fuck me.” My ass arches off the bed, my feet staying planted on the mattress, toes cramping as I keep up the pace of getting myself off.
“I’m coming right along with you,” he grunts as I’m consumed by my orgasm, wetness coating the insides of my thighs as my center clenches tightly on my fingers and my whole body shudders. “Kelsey,” I hear him breathe my name as he comes. I vow that the next time he comes, it’s going to be with my mouth on some part of him.
“Damn, that was hot.” We were both so worked up, we didn’t last very long. Still, it was more than I thought we’d be doing since Talon left me on the verge of coming earlier.
“It’s gonna be hotter next time.” We’ve barely talked. I haven’t pushed for more either. Talon is showing me what he wants, and that’s more than I could ever ask for.
“I can’t wait.” A yawn decides to interrupt my train of thought.
“Soon. Know you’re tired, so I’ll make this short and sweet. This thing between us is ours. You’re mine, and I’m yours.” My heart aches with happiness. I’ve wanted Talon for my own for what seems like forever, and now I’m getting him.