Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 318(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 318(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
I bite my lip as he bends down between my legs and opens them even wider. Then I hear a wrapper. I think it’s a condom until I feel something different in my vagina. His mouth comes forward and he licks his way up, then back down. His tongue moving in delicate movements making me quiver. It doesn’t take long before I’m writhing beneath him and unable to hold back as my hands clutch the sheets and his fingers slide into me. I manage to open my eyes as he pulls out his fingers, and that’s when I see it—a lollipop. He pops it into his mouth and smirks at me. “Tastes like my favorite flavor.”
“Was that…” I don’t finish, because by the look on his face, I know he just had that up my vagina. He pulls it from his mouth, then leans over me, grabs a pillow, puts it under my hips, and then puts the lollipop near my face.
“Suck it.” I take it into my mouth, and he pulls me to the edge of the bed, the pillow staying where it is, and slides straight into me. I moan loudly, and when he moves ever so slowly, I feel him hit that spot, that magical spot. I go to scream out my pleasure as his hips start moving faster, the lollipop has fallen out and is now somewhere in his bed.
He covers my mouth and leans down. “Wren is sleeping.” He doesn’t remove his hand from my mouth, but he doesn’t stop fucking me either. Keir keeps me pinned in place with a pillow under my hips so when he slides in, he hits all the right angles and fucks me into submission.
That’s what his cock does.
Fucks me so hard that when he pulls out, I will do and say anything he wants.
I just hope he doesn’t ask me again.
Because I am not that girl any longer.
I did that with Dillan, let him decide when I could move in, what I could do, and he had his say well and truly after that. Never again!
My back arches and Keir’s hands roam over my body as I come.
Bliss.
Pure unadulterated bliss.
It’s the only way to describe how he makes me feel.
Keir groans as he leaves me, and I moan at the loss.
Completely spent, I watch as he goes to the crib.
Sitting up slightly, I admire his naked ass—and let me tell you, I could bounce a coin on that ass—in its full glory as he reaches into the crib.
“She’s hungry.”
I go to move, but he’s already walking out with her completely naked. A small laugh leaves me unexpectedly, and I throw myself back on his bed and wait for them to come back.
When they do, he climbs in next to me and I take her from him. I smile as I look down at her while she drinks—my sweet girl.
“How was your night?” he asks, and I lift my head and smile.
“It was good. I like Piper, she’s something else.”
“Yes, something else entirely.” He groans and shakes his head. “But, believe it or not, she can kick a grown man’s ass while wearing heels and still walk away smiling.”
I laugh at his words.
Oh, that reminds me.
“I saw your friend last night. He told me to tell you he says hi.”
“Who?” he asks, brows pinched together.
“Romarc,” I answer.
Before I know it, he’s off the bed and out of the room.
Still butt naked.
Chapter Twenty-One
Keir
My feet move fast as I run down the hall to Joey’s room. He rubs his eyes when I slam open his door, then he sits up and shakes his head, closing his eyes again.
“It’s too early to be seeing your damn cock. Fuck off!” His hand waves me off and he flops back down in his bed.
“Get the fuck up. Now.” Anger is the only emotion my voice is capable of right now. He does as I command, jumping from his bed, and reaching for pants, pulling them on followed by a shirt. He hands me a pair of pants and I slide them on.
“What’s wrong, boss?” His tone serious now.
“Romarc paid a visit to Sailor last night.”
Joey’s back straightens at my words. “He what?” he asks in disbelief.
“Time to stop playing nice.”
Joey nods as we walk out of his room.
Sailor, wearing only my shirt, meets us in the hallway. “What’s wrong?”
“Where is Wren?” I ask her.
“She’s in her crib. Now tell me what’s wrong.”
I step up close to her, get in her face, and kiss her lips. She tastes sweet. She always tastes sweet. “Stay here. Don’t leave the house.” She goes to argue, but she must see something in my face, so she nods instead.
“I planned to order in and stay in bed all day with Wren.”
“Use my card, order whatever you want. Don’t leave. Don’t even think about leaving.”