Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78894 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78894 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
“Well, that will suck.”
Placing his hand between my legs once again, it was his turn to groan. “You’re so wet and ready.”
“Yes, I am, and if you don’t move faster, I’m going to have to give myself some pleasure.”
He laughed and moved until he was at my entrance. In one fluid push, he slipped inside. I gasped at the fullness. When I said it had been awhile, it had been awhile. The burning sensation of Mason filling me disappeared as he started to move ever so gently.
I hooked my heels over his ass and whispered, “Faster, Mason. Please, go faster.”
He buried his face in my neck. “I’m not going to be able to last long. You feel so amazing. God, Palmer!”
The buildup was coming. I could feel it in the pit of my stomach. I arched my back and moved my hips so that our bodies hit together in just the right way.
“Mason! I’m going to come. Faster! God, fuck me harder, Mason!”
“Jesus Christ… Palmer…”
He reached between us, and all it took was him touching my clit and I exploded.
“Yes,” I hissed as I fell apart once again, this time with Mason falling right along with me.
Chanting my name over and over as if it were a prayer, Mason shuddered as he came. It was the most intense moment of my life. Only later would I realize I had actually told him to fuck me. Lord, who was I?
Mason held his body weight off me, but he didn’t attempt to move away yet. He captured my mouth with his and our tongues moved in the most beautiful of dances. I had never been kissed in such a way, and my heart nearly burst from my chest.
“It’s never been like that before,” he said when he finally rested his forehead on mine. “Never.”
I moved my fingers lazily over his back, barely able to get out a sound. “Same.”
He moved off of me and made his way to the bathroom, returning with a warm washcloth so he could clean me up. No man had ever taken the time to tend to me after lovemaking. It was so nice and made me feel even more special.
Then he crawled under the covers and pulled me to him. I drifted off to sleep and dreamt of a family of three walking along the beach as their son picked up seashells.
Happy. I was so incredibly happy—even if we had gone from slow to warp speed in one day.
The warmth of the sunlight hitting my face caused me to stretch and open my eyes—and then I quickly sat up and looked around the room.
Everything from the night before came rushing back.
“Oh no,” I whispered as I closed my eyes tightly and prayed it was all a dream.
I opened one eye and saw that I was still in a room that wasn’t my bedroom. My other eye opened—and I had to fight the urge to flee as fast as I could. One look at myself and I felt my heart drop to my stomach. I was naked. I never slept naked. A light blue sheet was pooled at my waist, and the cool air made my nipples tighten.
Or maybe it was the memory of last night. Or the man sleeping in the bed next to me.
The bed moved, and I held my breath. I heard soft breathing coming from my left.
Slowly turning my head, I saw him lying there. A deep pool of want and need hit me so hard, I nearly gasped. Then reality reared her ugly head.
“What did you do, Palmer?” I whispered to myself, right before I realized I needed to get the hell out of there.
I carefully slipped out of the bed and began to quietly search for my clothes. Once I’d found everything but my panties, I rushed into the bathroom to get dressed.
Tiptoeing back into the bedroom, I held my breath and quickly headed to the door. I carefully opened it and slipped out. I sped down the steps and to the back door. Just as I opened it, I heard someone call my name.
“Ms. Palmer? Are you gonna make me breakfast?”
And that, ladies and gentlemen, was when the panic hit. Turning, I forced myself to smile as I looked down at the little boy I was nannying.
“Morning, Charlie.”
Mason
I woke up to the sound of Palmer sneaking her way out of my bedroom. As soon as I heard the soft click of the door, I frowned and sat up, then swung my legs over the bed and stretched. Lord, it had been a long time since I’d been with a woman, and the wait was worth it.
In the bathroom, I splashed my face with some water and tried to figure out at what point Palmer and I had lost control last night. One minute we were dancing, taking it slow, and the next she was telling me to fuck her harder.