Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 70607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
She leans forward, rubbing her nose with mine. "You promise." She leans forward and kisses me for the first time. Her tongue slides into my mouth, and just like the first time two years ago, my whole body comes alive. I walk into the bedroom and bypass it, going for the couch. Not wanting her to think I want anything more than just to have her in my arms. My hands go to her ass, and when I find it bare, I stop walking midstep. She stops kissing me when she realizes that I'm not walking. "What's the matter?"
"Umm," I say, my heart about to beat out of my chest. "My hands," I start to say, not sure what else to say. She looks over her shoulder trying to look at said hands and then looks back at me, not sure what is going on. "My hands are on your ass," I tell her, and she smirks at me and then tries not to laugh at me when I say the next words. "On your bare ass."
"Does my ass offend you?" she asks and then untangles her legs from my waist and stands in front of me. Her dress has ridden up to her stomach as she stands in front of me with the tiniest fucking panties I've seen in my life. I don't even think they can classify as panties. "You've seen me in a bathing suit," she reminds me, and she turns around, showing me her ass. And what a fucking ass it is.
"Before you had like, covering." I try not to drool at the sight of her, but all I want to do is get on my knees and bite it. "Now it's just." I have to close my eyes because the images of her leaning over are making my cock so hard there is no blood left for my brain.
"Should I cover it up?" She grabs the hem from around her stomach and moves her hips side to side, bringing the material down to cover herself.
"Stop," I say, stepping forward. "It's just going to ride up again." I smirk at her as she turns around.
"I mean, if it's just going to ride up again . . ." Crossing her arms around her waist, she grabs the dress and pulls it over her head.
If I was speechless before, I don't know what to call it now. She stands in front of me with the matching bra to the panties. Except the bra barely covers her nipples, the thin straps around her shoulders look like they are about to snap. "There, this is better." She grabs my hand in hers and turns to continue walking to the couch. "Don't you think?"
"Shelby.” I say her name between clenched teeth. "There is a fine line." I pull her to me. "That I've been holding since you came out in that fucking black-and-white bathing suit." I admit to her for the first time and to me as well, "I was lucky that the wave knocked me over because I think my tongue was going to touch the sand." She looks up at me, and the only light in the room is the soft light coming from the bedroom. "And it's about to snap." I pull her to me so she can feel how hard I am.
"Good," she says with a twinkle in her eye. "Because I’ve had some very inappropriate thoughts about you." She gets on her tippy-toes. "Thoughts that involve lots of skin and touching." She leans her head back and bites my jaw. "There is a little area," she says, and I just crash my mouth down on hers and pick her up. She lets go of my lips to laugh before framing my face with her hands. Her mouth comes back to mine as I walk to the couch and sit down. I definitely was not thinking this through when I did this.
She straddles my lap, her pussy lined up right on my covered cock that is feeling suffocated. "Ace," she moans my name as her hips move up and down. My hands go to her hips, and one moves up to the middle of her back, pulling her to me. Her head hangs back, and my hand moves up to grip the hair at the base of her neck. "Yes," she hisses when I pull her head back and bend to take her nipple in my mouth. My tongue dips between the lace of her bra and her nipple. Her nipple pebbles under my tongue, and I suck it. Her hips move up and down slowly, making sure that she rubs my whole covered shaft. "I need," she starts to say, and her hand reaches behind her to unclip her bra, giving me full access to her tits. I lean back a bit and look at the perfection that she is. Her tits are full, and my hand can't help but come up and palm it. I release her hair and lean back as my other hand grabs the other breast. My thumb and forefinger roll the nipples and then pull them.