Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 70171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
I was going to come regardless.
Which was why I kept my movements slow and steady, filling her up and pulling back out at a snail’s pace.
It was when I could hold on no longer that I said, “Come.”
That must’ve been all that she was waiting for, the okay to do so, because she tilted her hips up when I entered her next, and then started to tighten all around me.
When at last her orgasm left her breathless and spent on the bed, I pulled out of her still tight pussy and jacked myself off against her pussy.
I couldn’t explain why I felt the need to do it, but seeing my release spurt out of my cock and decorate her pussy filled some void inside of me.
I loved seeing my release there, claiming her.
I loved even more that she rubbed it in as she kept her eyes locked on mine.
“We need a shower,” she breathed.
I picked up the covers that’d fallen to the floor and yanked them up and over us.
When she went to slip from the bed, I caught her around the hips and pulled her into the cradle of my hips, snugging my still hard cock up against her ass and spooning her.
She used my bicep as a pillow as I buried my face into her hair.
“I’m gonna have to get some clothes on and wash off,” she whispered.
I grunted something unintelligible into her hair.
“Later. Right now, I just want to hold you for a few seconds in my bed,” I mumbled, exhaustion starting to make my limbs heavy.
She turned her face and pressed a kiss on my bicep, causing my heart to skip a beat.
“Today started out pretty sucky, got even suckier, but now I feel pretty confident that we ended it right.” Piper’s whispered words met my ears.
I pressed a kiss to her hair and said, “It did, didn’t it?”
Chapter 11
Going crazy. Wanna come?
-Text from Jonah to Piper
Jonah
We were looking for the keys, which I’d left at some point on some horizontal surface somewhere when there was a knock on the door.
I got up, disentangling myself from the woman at my side, who was looking in the couch cushions beside me.
“Hello,” the UPS woman smiled. “I have a one-day air package mailed to you. Sign here.”
Rolling my eyes at the woman’s familiar greeting, I signed for the package and took the box before jerking my chin up. “Have a good one.”
She winked at me. Her eyes went to Piper who’d come out of the room at my back, and her face fell.
“You, too,” she whispered.
Ignoring the weird way that she’d turned from hot to cold, I closed the door as I read the label on the box.
Piper sighed and threw up her hands. “I give up. Let’s walk.”
I chuckled and wiggled the box at Piper.
“The hotel sent us something,” I said. “What do you think it is?”
Her frown was fierce as she said, “I’ve got no idea. I’m guessing it’s the panties I couldn’t find before we left because someone was a little exuberant that morning.”
I grinned and tossed her the box as I continued looking for the keys.
It was at that point that I almost gave up and went to the safe for my spares, but Piper’s gasp had me turning to survey her.
“What?”
She held up the box that was open and dumped it on the counter.
Her face flamed when the missing pair of panties fell free of the package.
They were in a clear Ziplock bag, along with a few other items.
One of those items being the NuvaRing that she’d pulled out of her body and hadn’t put back.
“Oh, shit,” she breathed. “Shit, shit, shit.”
I stared at the birth control ring and…grinned.
“Huh,” I said through a smile. “That’s gonna be fun.”
Her mouth fell open.
“Fun?” she squeaked. “You think it’s ‘fun’ that we didn’t put this back in? Jonah, I could be pregnant!”
The worry in her voice had a damper falling onto my otherwise happy contentment, but not for long.
“Piper,” I said softly. “We’re married. If we weren’t married, I’d say that we should be worried. But we are.”
And I kind of liked the idea of having another reason for her to stay exactly where she was.
We’d known each other a very, very short amount of time. We got married within days of knowing each other. The only real proof that we had of our marriage since we couldn’t remember the affair were the tattooed rings on our fingers, the certificate of marriage, and our photo. One photo of the two of us kissing in front of the crappiest looking chapel in Vegas.
“We’ve been married for all of four days. The tattooed ring on my finger isn’t even healed enough yet for me to put my real ring on. We’ve known each other for less than two weeks, and a week and a half of that we were apart. You don’t think that there’s any cause to worry seeing as we might be adding a child into this?”