Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 91042 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 455(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91042 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 455(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
“Halo and Hawk went shopping with Grissele.” Ransom told me what I’d already known. I had been here when Bane’s mom came and picked up her daughter-in-law and grandson.
“We got the place to ourselves if you need to burn off some steam?” he added.
He was offering the double-team I’d been talking about.
“I do—in the gym,” I replied as I walked out of the room.
The alert telling me Winslet was back in view went off. I pulled out my phone and told myself I was just checking to see she was okay, and then I would put it away and get to the bag. However, the sight of her wearing a tank top and those barely nothing panties she’d had on this morning, sitting down on the sofa with the box of Goldfish, had me changing my mind. She pulled her legs up and crossed them, giving me a direct view of her pussy lips being threaded with the strip of fabric that was supposed to provide more coverage. She put a handful of Goldfish into her mouth, then laid her head back on the sofa while she chewed, staring up at the ceiling.
She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples were hard and poking against the cotton of her tank. I licked my bottom lip slowly. I should turn this off. Put it back in my pocket and go pound my fists until they hurt so bad that my erection went down.
She moved the box she’d been balancing on her knee to the cushion beside her and put it down. I would see what she was doing next, then turn it off.
That’s it, I swore to myself.
Her hand left the box and went to her right breast and gently squeezed. Never mind. Fuck that. If she was about to do what I thought she was, I had to go to the nearest bathroom. Stalking over to the one on the other side of the gym, I kept my eyes glued on the screen.
Her chest rose and fell with a deep breath while she kept kneading her tit. They were big and heavy. I’d knead them, too, if I could. Feel their weight.
Her other arm moved, and my eyes shot to that hand to see it slide over her open thigh as she uncrossed her legs and then bent her knees, placing the bottom of her feet on the cushion. I jerked open the bathroom door and rushed inside, locking it before unfastening my jeans.
“Fuck, darlin’,” I breathed. “Goddamn, that’s a pretty sight.”
The first finger she slid into her slick pink folds caused her to moan and lift her hips off the sofa.
Pull that tank up. Please pull it up.
I’d gotten a full frontal of them this morning, but I wanted to see them while she was finger-fucking herself.
That one finger pumped in and out slowly as she moved her hips. Her head back and eyes closed. There wasn’t any hair. She was bare. I was able to see that from behind, it looked shaved, but I couldn’t tell if there was a landing strip in the front or not.
“Ooh,” she moaned, just as I got my hand around my cock.
Shit. If she got vocal, I was going to come fast.
“Yesss, please.” Her needy tone was so damn hot.
“Who are you thinking about, darlin’? It’d better be me, or I’ll have to go kill a man.”
The idea of her thinking about some other man while she did this pushed me close to an edge that could be dangerous. Might be better if I turned off the volume, but I wasn’t going to. I wanted to hear the sounds she made.
A second finger sank inside her, and she pressed her chest out as her other hand left it to move to her thigh. She opened her eyes and ducked her head to look down at herself. I pumped harder. With her second hand, she pulled her lips open, and I gripped the edge of the sink.
“Lick me,” she begged. “Show me.”
Fucking hell! I would do anything to have my head between her legs right now. I knew how good it tasted. She used the hand holding open her folds to start rubbing her clit.
“Oh,” she panted. “Yes. That’s it. Lick me there.”
“Keep that up, and I’m gonna have a hard time not doing just that the next time I get you alone,” I snarled.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she panted, then bit her lip and tilted her head back with a look of pleasure on her face.
I’d thought she couldn’t be any more beautiful, but I’d been wrong. That was the kind of art that deserved to be worshipped.
Her abused lip popped free as she opened her mouth with a cry. “OZ! Yes!”
There was no time for my balls to tighten and warn me of the nearness of my ejaculation. Cum exploded out of me, and my knees buckled while my body jerked with each thick rope that pumped out.