Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 47381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 237(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 158(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 237(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 158(@300wpm)
He eyed her for a long moment. “A short one.”
Bending down, she ran her tongue along the shaft, then took his head into her mouth, sucking. She took more of him into her mouth.
God. He tasted so good.
More, she wanted more.
His hand landed on the back of her head. “Enough, baby. Or I’m going to come in your mouth, and I want to be inside you.”
She drew back and he lifted her up, placing her on her back on the bed.
The head of his dick slid against her pussy. They’d already decided not to use condoms. Neither of them had had sex without one before, but she wanted this.
And he did too.
Slowly, he slid inside her.
A groan escaped him. “You have no idea how good you feel.”
“I have some idea. Please, Sir. Please, fuck me.”
He drove himself deeper, and then he was fully inside her. Bending his head down, he kissed her. “If it gets too much, if you feel sick, say your safeword. Yes?”
“Yes, Sir. I promise.”
Those words were all it took to snap his control.
He’d hoped to hold on a bit longer, but she felt so fucking good. He could still taste her on his lips, and he wanted more.
Needed it.
Bracing himself over her, he fucked her hard and fast.
Then softer. Slower.
As much as he wanted this to last, though, she felt too damn good. Finally, he drew out and slapped the side of her ass. “Up on your hands and knees.”
She rolled over and he entered her from behind.
Fuck. Him.
If he’d thought that a change of position was going to help his control, he was very much proven wrong. He was driven close to the edge after a few thrusts.
Reaching around, he toyed with her clit, determined that she was coming again first.
As he felt her clench down around him, he let go, finding his own release. He clutched her to him as he came with a loud yell. When he could finally catch his breath, he rolled them onto their sides. He was still half inside her, curled around her back.
Pushing her hair to the side, he kissed her bare neck.
“Good, baby?”
“Never better, Daddy. Never better.”
CHAPTER 20
Lord, she had to pee.
Glancing at the clock, Jolie saw that it was nearly eight at night. That explained the rumbling in her tummy, too. They must have both fallen asleep after he’d rocked her world.
Twice.
Grinning to herself, she slid out of his hold.
All right, so she knew the rules. But she’d just get up, pee, brush her teeth since they were feeling kind of gross, then just back into bed to wake him up.
Hmm. How could she wake him?
After peeing and taking care of her teeth, she realized she needed a drink and to take her medicine. Today was the last dose and she didn’t want to miss it. Grabbing Brand’s T-shirt, she put it on and snuck down to the kitchen.
There was a noise at the front door, and she walked out of the kitchen, staring over in shock as someone stepped into the house.
Her heart raced and she turned to run to Brand when a familiar voice stopped her.
“Jolie?”
She swung back around, staring at Mikey’s unhappy face. “Mikey?”
What the heck?
“What are you doing here?” he asked.
“I was going to ask you the same thing,” she said, dumbfounded.
“This is Brand’s house.” Mikey scowled. “Oh, this is just great. Now I’m going to have to find a new fucking band. Why the fuck couldn’t he keep it in his pants? First Rocco, now him.”
Brand was so fast he was almost a blur. He grabbed Mikey, pushing him against the wall, his arm over Mikey’s throat. The other man tried to pull his arm away, his nails scoring Brand’s skin, but Brand didn’t even flinch.
“What the fuck did you just say to her? Because you better not have been disrespecting my woman in my fucking house!”
“Um, you might want to ease up so he can answer,” she said hesitantly.
Moving forward, she touched Brand’s arm.
He stepped back immediately, pushing her gently behind him.
She tried to move around him so she could see Mikey, but Brand shot her a dark look.
Okay, then.
She settled for leaning a hand on his back and peering around him. He was wearing a pair of shorts and nothing else. His skin was hot and smooth against her hand.
Brand grunted but didn’t push her back so she guessed this was all right.
“What the fuck are you doing here, Mikey? How did you get in?”
“I have a key!”
“For emergencies,” Brand replied.
“You weren’t answering your phone.”
“I just got back. I was fucking asleep. And you do not enter my house and speak that way to Jolie.”
“You’re fucking her!” Mikey accused.
“She is mine. I’m not fucking her. She’s mine and I’m hers. Forever.”
Yikes.
Mikey’s eyes widened. “You know what happened with Rocco—”
“That’s different. Jolie and I are not breaking up.”