Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 68459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
“We made a mess,” she grumbled as she got up out of the bed and went to the bathroom.
She didn’t turn on the light, but I heard every move she made as she cleaned herself up.
Long moments later she came back with a bath towel and a hand towel.
Throwing the hand towel at me, she laid the bath towel down before collapsing onto the mattress.
I cleaned myself off and tossed the towel over the side of the bed, then leaned over and gathered her into my arms.
She came very willingly, collapsing into my side with her head on my chest.
“Your chest is very hard,” she grumbled.
I chuckled, and she settled in deeper. “I guess I can deal with it, though.”
As if a light switch had been flipped, she was out between one breath and the next.
Her body felt warm and inviting, and despite the way I’d just fucked her, my cock still wanted to do it again.
I didn’t move a muscle, though.
Instead, I let her sleep, and dozed lightly for about two hours before her alarm clock went off at the bedside.
I groaned and rolled, placing her underneath me, then nuzzled her neck.
“You need to get up,” I rasped against her throat.
“Don’t wanna,” she mumbled sleepily.
I forced myself to lift my head, taking in her sleepy face.
“Call in sick,” I suggested.
She peeked open one eye. “If I call in sick, it puts other people out, and I’m not that kind of person.”
I liked that about her.
Shifting my hips until I fell between her now splayed thighs, I nudged at her with my hard cock.
“How much time did you give yourself before you have to leave?” I asked curiously, punctuating that statement with a press of my hips.
She bit her lip, blinked that one eye open again, and regarded me for long moments before saying, “Ten minutes.”
I groaned, then pushed inside of her, giving her my full length in one swift move.
She gasped, her breasts pressing deeper into my chest.
“Then I’ll make this quick.”
And I did.
I fucked her fast and hard, pulling back to my haunches so I could watch her ample tits bounce and sway.
It took her all of a minute and a half.
I was seconds behind her.
And before she could get too comfortable in her boneless heap on the bed, I picked her up and walked her to the bathroom.
“You’re awfully chipper for a man who got less sleep than I did,” she grumbled as she stood in front of her sink, looking adorably cute in her sleepiness.
I patted her on the ass, then turned and went back to the bed.
“Wake me up when it’s time to leave,” I grumbled.
I was tired now, where I hadn’t been earlier. My mind had just been replaying the night, the murder, and the way she was making me feel.
But now, sexually sated for a second time in less than three hours, I felt like I could barely keep my eyes open.
I heard someone moving around, vaguely.
I also heard her murmuring to someone in the other room.
But the best feeling in the world was when she crawled onto the bed, kissed me on the cheek, and said, “I’m leaving.”
I didn’t plan to get up.
She was going to have to deal with having me in her space until I caught a solid six hours of sleep.
“Food in the fridge is questionable, so I wouldn’t eat it,” she whispered, then she was gone.
I woke up seven hours later with a goddamn dinosaur on my chest, and my phone blaring an alarm.
I blinked open one eye and came face to face with Godzilla.
“Get off me,” I grumbled, unsure where to push to get him to go away.
He didn’t move, so I had to grit my teeth and forcibly remove him from my chest before heading to the bathroom.
By the time I got back, my phone had vibrated right off the nightstand and was now beeping underneath the bed.
I bent down to grab it and saw a couple of file folders there.
I snatched up my phone, turned it off, then reached for one of the file folders.
I was just about to flip it open when I stopped myself.
Invasion of privacy wasn’t my thing.
Nor was doing anything that might make her mad at me.
I didn’t want to get her upset with me.
I liked her, and I didn’t want her using anything against me to push me away.
I wanted in there.
I wanted to stay in there, too.
Standing up, I caught up my clothes from last night and got dressed.
I headed out to the kitchen to find her coffee pot, and was rewarded with a real coffee pot, not a single use one.
While I was sitting at her table waiting for the coffee to brew, I ordered some groceries for her to arrive when she got home since I knew it would be another late night.