Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
“I’d work my way in, start with my mouth until you’re nice and wet, then use my fingers, stretching you, and only when you’re ready would I fuck you with my dick up your tight ass.” The book drops to the floor beside the tub. She winces, but the desire is what wins her internal battle of going after the book or listening to me.
“Can we try?” She’s looking over her shoulder, and damn, my woman looks beautiful. She’d look a hell of a lot better straddling my lap with her bare pussy on my cock. Carsynn let me shave her the very next day after she gave me her virginity. It was hot and another memory I filed away to savor forever. The woman gets me going so easily. The first time I met her and she smiled at me, the proof I took her virginity, and when she lay down on the bed so I could shave her bare before licking her juices clean. Yep, Carsynn got wet with each stroke of the razor’s edge. She’d spread her legs wider, practically begging for more, and when I was finished shaving her, there was no way we were keeping our hand off one another. I gave her my mouth, and she felt the full effect of being bare, especially when she came and I was able to lick her completely clean. Of course, that created another problem. One where Carsynn wasn’t backing down, no matter that she was sore and had just sucked my cock before I shaved her. My dick should have been completely drained, and she was sore, but my woman’s sheer determination is the reason why I fucked her from behind, her request, and I wasn’t strong enough to say no when I wanted her just as badly.
“You tell me when you’re ready, and I will. Straddle me, sweetheart.” Her neck being strained is the last thing I want when she can sit on my dick while I do what I’ve been planning. It took some time, mostly due to Gramps’ hospital stay for a new pacemaker. Damn stubborn man tried to get up the next day to take a shower without help. Needless to say, he was still weak, had a fall, and landed his ass in the hospital a fuck of a lot longer with a broken hip. He was fighting mad, pissed at himself, and wasn’t able to deal with Sheriff Sanders the way he wanted to. I took care of that little problem. A few phone calls to my friends in high places put him under investigation. They found out he was doing a lot more than not taking care of his citizens. He was picking up hookers in the next town over while on the job. The county and state don’t like that too much, so he no longer has a job. The town dragged his name through the dirt so much, Sanders left town, and Deputy Carter is now standing in as sheriff until the next election. After Gramps was released from the hospital, he had to do a stint at a rehab facility. Carsynn was there every single day. She’d work at the diner, then come to the shop for an hour or two, and then she stayed with Gramps until he shooed her away. Now, he’s home, still not in the apartment on our property, and I’m going to give Carsynn what I planned on the minute my eyes landed on her.
“I have something to tell you.” She’s careful in situating herself, hands going to my shoulders as she steadies herself. My hands land on her hips, the view of her tits deterring me from my plans and her statement for the moment. Sue me. She’s wet, nipples pebbled, and I’m enjoying my woman. “Gabe, did you hear me, or are you going to stare at my breasts all day?”
“Both. Keep talking, and I’ll keep watching.” She isn’t having that. Her hands slide from my shoulders to my cheeks, and I pull her closer. Two can play that game.
“I need your eyes on mine.”
“Not a hardship to look at your pretty amber eyes, fairy.” She doesn’t realize it, but in some way, my eyes are always glued to her.