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 tugged her close and pressed my lips to her soft ones.
“We’ll see what you think when you get a look at this uniform,” I muttered.
Chapter 13
I hate small talk. What the fuck do you want?
-Jonah to the random stranger that knocked on his door
Jonah
“Okay,” Piper said, sounding amused. “I like the uniform…until I think about other women seeing you in said uniform. Then I kind of hate it.”
I looked at her with a tolerant expression on my face. One that was clearly humoring her.
“I feel like my balls are sucked up to my anus,” I muttered darkly.
She leaned forward and poked me in the dick.
“That’s not them?” she wondered.
I looked over at her where she was still lounging in my bed, and though I’d had her before I’d forced myself to get up for work, I still wanted her again.
The sheet that was covering her wasn’t doing a very good job.
Oh, it was covering her all the way, but the sheet was threadbare and white. I could make out the outline of her nipples, as well as the triangle of hair that covered her pussy.
I could also make out the wet spot that was on the sheets from where I’d used the top sheet to clean myself off before getting out of the bed.
It’d been a whole twenty minutes, max, since I’d been inside of her, but that didn’t matter.
Looking at my watch, I calculated how much longer I had until I needed to be at work.
It was ten until seven right now. I had to be at work by eight.
I had to leave the house at seven forty, and I still hadn’t gotten coffee or gone through my mail, nor had I fed my dog or the cats.
I looked over at Piper once again, saw her playfully twirling a piece of hair with her fingers, her eyes not on my face but on my hardening cock, and decided, ‘Fuck it.’
She could feed the dogs. And I didn’t need to eat.
Leaning over, I yanked the sheet off of her and tossed it to the side of the bed.
She gasped and tried to make a go for the sheet, but I caught her before she could do it, pulling her down the bed and twisting her over to her front all in one motion.
She went up on a knee and gasped. “Jonah, what the hell?”
That was when I saw that my seed was still leaking from her pussy.
I groaned and yanked at my pants, unbuttoning and unzipping all the while holding onto her leg so she couldn’t go anywhere.
“You poke the beast,” I teased as I pulled my cock out of my pants and gave it a firm stroke. “You have to be prepared for the consequences.”
She looked at me over her shoulder and saw my hand on my cock.
Her struggles ceased, and she stared at me with open-mouthed shock.
I let her leg go and then pulled her until she was resting on the edge of the bed on her knees.
It put her at the perfect height.
“I like seeing my seed spilling from you,” I said as I swirled my finger in the white liquid around her entrance. “I can’t tell you how much it turns me on.”
Her pussy clenched and even more spilled out.
Groaning, I lined my cock up to her entrance and breached her.
She moaned and widened her thighs slightly, putting her at an even better angle for me to penetrate her.
“Fuck,” I said as I slipped fully inside of her.
My earlier release, paired with her desire, was enough to ease my way entirely.
I didn’t stop until my balls were pressed against her overheated skin, and I had nowhere else to go.
Hands going to her hips, I slowly started to pump my cock inside of her, amazed at how good it felt and how close I already was despite coming only twenty minutes before.
“You might want to touch your clit and get yourself there.” I squeezed her. “I have to be at work in less than forty minutes, and despite coming not too long ago, your pussy does weird things to my control and I’m already close.”
She didn’t hesitate to reach between her legs and start playing with her clit.
She also didn’t take long to come.
Within five strokes of my cock, her body was tightening around me.
By my tenth stroke, she was crying out loudly, and I was once again depositing my release deep inside of her.
It was the hardest thing in the world, pulling out of her. Yet, I reluctantly did it.
Work was calling, and if I didn’t at least get coffee, I was going to hate myself all day.
That, and others were going to hate me as well.
I grinned wickedly at Piper, who just laid there in the bed, knees in the mattress and ass in the air. Her face was pressed into the pillow, and she looked like she was there to stay for a while.