Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 73683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
I wasn’t sure how, or why, she felt so good. Was it because it was Jubilee? Was it because she was tighter than any woman had a right to be? Was it because the only person that’d been inside her was me?
Whatever the reason, it’d always been like this with her.
Right.
Perfect.
“You better be close,” I rasped. “I’m seconds away from coming.”
She dropped slightly to one side and looked at me over her shoulder.
Her mouth was tilted up at one side, smirking at me as if she was amused by my lack of control.
Hell, knowing her, she was.
I pulled out and rammed back inside, making sure to keep my eyes solely on hers as I did.
Her mouth lost the grin immediately, parting as a moan slipped free of her lips.
Her hand started working double-time between her thighs, the tiny baby muscles in her biceps bunching with each twist of her fingers.
I felt her start to tighten as I pulled back and thrust inside her. My grin grew into a smile.
And still, her eyes were on mine.
“Come,” I ordered.
She bit her lip, the action so erotic that my balls drew up for real this time.
With no hope for stemming my orgasm off, I gave up and started to fuck her hard and fast. My eyes closed, and I groaned long and loud as my orgasm barreled through me at the speed of light. My spine stiffened, and I threw my head back, unable to stop the shout from coming out.
Then I felt those pussy muscles I was beginning to love so much start to tighten in rhythmic ripples all around me, making my orgasm that much better.
When I finally opened my eyes long seconds later, it was to see her eyes still on mine.
“When you come you get this really constipated look on your face,” she told me.
I smacked her ass.
“It was probably the piece of toilet paper that’s right here,” I teased, plucking a fake piece of paper off her skin and miming tossing it to the floor.
She flipped me off and snapped at me. “Get me a towel so we can go, ya dick.”
Grinning, I pulled out, my eyes going to her entrance as I watched my release leak out of her.
And suddenly I really, really wished that things were different. That she could get pregnant. That my seed was potent enough to produce miracles.
“Did you just produce a Jersey accent just so you could call me a dick?” I asked curiously, trying to hide my suddenly morose thoughts.
She winked at me. “Of course.”
Chapter 16
Literally every person is messed up. You just have to choose which level of crazy you are comfortable living with.
-Life Lesson
Jubilee
“Do you think the deer smell the sex on us?” I questioned.
“Undoubtedly,” he answered, straight-faced.
“Even when you sprayed all that scent stuff?” I pushed.
He shrugged.
“Honestly, I don’t know. We’re about fifteen minutes late getting out here, and you’re talking so loud that if they were close, they’d hear you,” he whispered almost silently.
I felt my lips twitch.
I lifted my feet up onto the railing of the deer stand we were currently in. It was thirteen feet up in the air, and I had to climb a rickety ass ladder to get up into it.
The seat was at least comfortable.
That, and being pressed close to Zee’s body, with his heat practically seeping out of him and into me, was making me sleepy.
I was talking to keep myself awake.
People weren’t meant to be up this early.
The only reason I got up this early was due to getting a run in before my day started. And the only reason I stayed awake after getting up that early was due to the fact that my body stayed in constant motion for the two-plus hours that it took me to get my run in and the sun to come up.
Overall, I was a very sleepy person.
I took a nap everyday—no matter if I had to take it in my office chair at work—and still slept wonderfully at night.
When I didn’t get my nap, it made me a grumpy Jubilee.
Today, I had a feeling, was going to be downright awful.
A, because I was fucking tired already and the day had barely started.
B, because we were in our hometown and I was going out to some Thanksgiving bazaar bullshit with my mother and Carrie, and it was almost a certainty I’d run into at least ten people that I knew. Zee had also been roped in and there was no way in hell I’d keep my hands off of him now that I had him.
C, because I didn’t like fucking shopping.
“Can you see the deer feeder?” he asked suddenly, his voice a rough caress against my skin.
“No,” I admitted sleepily. “It’s too dark.”
At this point, I was practically curled into him, soaking in his body heat, and on the verge of a nap.