Kinda Don’t Care Read online Lani Lynn Vale (Simple Man #1)

Categories Genre: Action, Alpha Male, Funny, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Simple Man Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 73043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
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“Which one do you think it is?” I asked when she pressed the skin on my left one.

“They both look exactly the same,” she pointed out.

“They don’t feel the same,” I countered.

She took one lip between her teeth and bit it lightly as she started to massage my balls. First one, then the other, until she pointed with her finger. “This one?”

I shrugged, wanting her to guess.

“It’s harder. A little rounder and less squishy. What did they put in there to make it hold its shape?” she questioned.

“It’s a prosthetic implant. They showed it to me when I had the implant done. It looks similar to a clear, shell-less egg. It almost feels like a hardboiled egg, if you think about it,” I explained.

“It does,” she agreed.

“This one is the fake one?” she asked, her fingers playing delicately over the implant.

“Yes,” I said, trying to make my breathing even.

I may not actually have any feeling in that particular testicle, but the skin was still just as sensitive.

My cock was so hard it hurt, but I’d let her be curious.

She was having fun, and I was having fun watching her touch me.

My cock lay bobbing against my hairy belly, up and down. Up and down.

She was fixated on it. Her eyes watched every single movement, taking everything in, and missing nothing.

The drop of pearly white come that beaded on the tip of my cock. The way it leaned slightly to the left. Then there was the way my breathing had picked up in anticipation of having her again.

It would never get old. Not ever.

Nothing compared to having her in my arms.

“Come here,” I said, holding my hand out to her. “And kiss me.”

Janie’s lips met mine within a half a second as she scrambled up my legs and deposited her pussy right over the top of my cock.

“We need to talk about birth control,” I said, knowing that it was a mood killer, but knowing that we needed to have the talk as well.

I’d failed each time I’d had her.

A condom hadn’t even crossed my mind, and I was a grown ass adult. I didn’t even have youth to fall back on as an excuse for acting like I didn’t know what I was doing. I did. I knew exactly what I was doing. I wanted inside her bare every single time, but what I didn’t want to do was do anything without her knowing what we were doing.

“I’m on the pill,” she said. “I have been for a while now.”

I was thankful as well as annoyed all at once. “Why?”

Her smile was soft.

“Because I knew, if one day you decided to give me the time of day, I better be prepared.”

That felt like I’d just taken a sledgehammer to the chest.

“Yeah?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she confirmed.

I reached up and brought her mouth to mine as I urged her to rock her hips.

She did, coating my cock with her juices as she did.

I let her, enjoying the way she felt sliding all over my length.

“You’re so wet,” I growled, rolling then. “Tell me it’s only for me.”

I looked down into her eyes and ground my cock into her heat.

“It’s only ever been you, Rafe.”

I frowned.

“Just me?”

She nodded.

“You didn’t…”

“I didn’t have a hymen?” She guessed where I was going with my statement.

I nodded.

“Rafe,” she giggled. “I think it’s a fairly normal thing nowadays to have a vibrator. You weren’t the first thing to go in there, but you were the first authentic, living thing.”

“Hmm,” I grunted. “That’s cool, I guess.”

“That’s cool?” she teased. “That was freakin’ what got me through my teen years with you around.”

I let the grin overtake my lips.

“Tell me what you did,” I ordered. “Better yet,” I flipped onto my back. “Show me.”

“I was always on my back,” she whispered.

“Yeah, but you also probably had a rhythm you took,” he said. “Fuck me like you fucked yourself.”

Her eyes gleamed as she rolled up onto all fours and started to straddle me.

“Did you get yourself wet first, or use lube?” I questioned.

“Lube,” she answered. “Seemed easier at the time.”

“It is,” I agreed. “I have some in the nightstand drawer.”

She leaned over me, her breasts trailing across my chest, and opened the drawer.

I knew the instant she saw what was in there, too, because she froze.

“Something in there you like?”

She slammed the drawer shut, then sat up with her fingers clutched tightly around the lube.

“I don’t think I’m ready for your magic drawer of wonders,” she whispered, fear as well as curiosity lingering in her eyes.

“One day you will be,” I added. “But for today, you just treat me like I’m your BOB at home.”

“BOB?”

“Battery operated boyfriend,” I amended.

She snorted. “I call it by its name. Which is a Lula. But you can call it a BOB if you want.”

I reached for her hand and tugged her to me. “You’re stalling.”


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