Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25932 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25932 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“You’re pretty darn perfect yourself, especially when you say sweet things like that.” I brushed my fingers over the scar on his shoulder before twining my arms around his neck and pulling him close for a kiss.
When he lifted his head, we were both breathless, and he had the tip of his dick notched at my entrance. “That’s because we’re perfect for each other, baby.”
I was so wet from the orgasm he’d given me that he easily pushed inside me with one powerful thrust. He was so big that he stretched me past the point of comfort, but I had quickly grown to appreciate the sensation. Just something about being filled by him made me feel…whole. I knew it sounded corny, but no other word explained it as well.
“Shane,” I gasped.
Shoving my shirt up, he flicked open the front clasp of my bra to cup one of my breasts. My inner walls fluttered when his thumb swept across my pebbled nipple. “Your pretty tits are so damn sensitive. I bet I could make you come just by playing with them.”
He lowered his head and swirled his tongue around the other nipple before sucking it deep into his mouth. Then he let the puckered peak go with a pop. “But not today. No way in hell can I pull my cock out of your sweet heat to find out. You feel too damn good.”
Shifting his hips back, he dragged his hard length against my inner walls before he slammed back inside. “Oh my gosh. Yes!”
“You gonna give me what I want, baby?” he grunted, picking up the pace. “Let me fuck you until you’re screaming my name, your pussy walls gripping me so tight that I can’t do anything but lose control?”
“Yes,” I panted, digging my nails into his shoulders as I held on for the wild ride.
“Damn straight,” he growled, wedging his arm between our bodies to circle my clit. “’Cause you’re mine.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist, my breasts bouncing with each of his brutal thrusts. “Yours.”
“I’m the only man who’s ever gotten to taste you.” He captured my mouth for a deep kiss. “The only one who knows what it feels like to have your pussy wrapped around his cock.” He swiveled his hips, bringing me closer to the edge. “And damn well the only one whose come has dripped down your thighs. I’ll be the last, too. But I can’t hold on much longer, baby. Give it to me. Let me feel you milk every ounce of my seed from my cock with your sweet pussy.”
His dirty, possessive words were all it took to send waves of pleasure crashing over my body. My cries echoed against the walls, intermingling with his roar of completion. When the shuddering finally ended, I collapsed against the mattress in an exhausted heap. I’d only been awake for a few hours, but I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I’d never been a person who napped, but I was so exhausted that I drifted off to sleep while Shane padded into the bathroom to get a washcloth. I didn’t even wake when he cleaned me up.
10
Knight
My phone beeped, and I leaned back so I could stretch out my arm to grab it without disturbing Kiara. She’d been exhausted lately, so I wanted her to sleep as long as she could.
Mac: Doc convinced Timkins to contact Bickle. Got us a meet. Be ready to ride in an hour.
I sent back a confirmation, then put down my phone and curled back around my woman. Leaving her soft, naked body in this warm bed without me was not how I wanted to start my day. But I was relieved that we were finally making progress with the threat against my girl.
Reluctantly, I whispered a kiss across her temple, then gingerly scooted away before sitting up and swinging my legs over the side of the bed. Picking up my phone so it wouldn’t wake her if one of my brothers called or texted, I carried the device into the bathroom and set it on the sink.
After gathering up fresh clothes, I hopped into the shower. I was almost done when the door banged open, and Kiara came bolting into the bathroom. She dropped to her knees in front of the toilet, and I jumped out of the shower, making it to her just in time to hold her hair back. She emptied her stomach, then dry heaved a few times before collapsing back into my arms.
“You okay?” I murmured.
“Other than feeling like total crap. Sure, I’m fine.”
I chuckled, glad she was feeling human enough to be sarcastic. Carefully, I helped her to her feet and over to the sink. She rinsed her mouth, then took the toothbrush I held out and quickly brushed her teeth.
“Maybe I have the flu?” she wondered. I scooped her into my arms and carried her back to bed. “Except I don’t always feel this sick. Tired, sure…but…” She trailed off on a yawn, and when I gently laid her down, she almost immediately drifted off to sleep again. This was the third morning in a row that Kiara had woken up and ran straight to the bathroom to vomit.