Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24342 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24342 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
“That was so good,” she says and hops off the stool before coming around to the sink. I’m standing next to it and gripping the edge of the counter. “Are you okay? You look like something’s wrong.”
“Nothing’s wrong.” I turn to face her, and I watch as her eyes automatically go to the tent in the front of my sweats. I keep trying to get it to go down, but it’s useless. I’ve waited too long to be with Briar and now that I got that little taste, my body is demanding more. “Just ignore it.”
“But what if I—”
“It’s fine.” My words are sharper than I mean them to be, and Briar looks up at me with something like pleading in her eyes.
“Please,” she whispers and comes closer.
“You don’t want to be late.” I try to change the subject, but I’m frozen in place as she puts her dish in the sink and then presses her front against mine.
“I don’t have much experience.” She rests her hand on my stomach before slowly sliding it down. “Actually, I have zero experience.”
“I know,” I say, and my words don’t sound like my own as her fingers trace the band of my sweats.
“But I remember watching you, and I remember what you were doing.”
My mind flashes back to when she caught me, and if I wasn’t already hard, I could have knocked her backwards with the way my cock responds. I swallow hard as her hand dips inside the front of my sweats and I feel her cool fingers wrap around my throbbing heat.
I’m already slick from cum dripping out of me like a leaky faucet, and when her hand pumps up and down, she glides through it.
“Fuck.” My knees nearly buckle as my grip on the counter tightens and I remain frozen in place.
“Mace.” She says my name like it belongs to her, and one day soon, she’ll have my last name too.
“Tighter,” I grunt, and she squeezes me at the base.
I watch her shoulder move up and down as she works my cock, and I’m dizzy with all the blood in my body rushing to her touch. I feel like I’m about to pass out, and just then she stops.
“Wha—” I’m about to ask her what the fuck is going on when I see her put her fingers to her lips and she licks some of my cum off of them.
I’m unable to breathe as she sucks one clean and then puts her hand back in my sweats. She’s moving faster now like it’s a race to see how quickly she can get me off, and I’m so shocked by her actions that I give it to her. My cock swells and then pulses as I shoot my load all over her hand and inside my sweats.
I groan with what sounds like agony but is actually the single greatest orgasm of my life. Finally, I’m able to let go of the counter as I grab Briar and kiss her like I need her oxygen to breathe. My tongue tastes her and my own tangy desire as we kiss, and I keep coming.
After a long moment, I can feel a sense of peaceful calm wash over me, and I’m left standing there cupping her face with both my hands and gently placing kisses on her lips.
“I used to think about when you caught me in the storage shed every night.”
“Used to?” she teases, and I feel her smile against my lips.
“Now I’m going to think about this instead.” I smile with her, and something about being playful after getting off feels so fucking good. “And just so we’re totally clear, before this morning, I had exactly zero experience too.”
When her eyes meet mine, I brush my thumb over her bottom lip and think about all the things I want to do to her mouth.
“Mace, I—”
The front door opens, and I hear Heath call out first, followed by Meadow. Briar jumps away so quickly I don’t have time to grab her and she’s rinsing her hands in the sink as the engaged couple saunters in the kitchen like they own the place.
“It’s wedding dress time!” Meadow sing-songs. “Briar, can—” Meadow stops mid-sentence as she looks at Briar, and they share a silent exchange. Then she quickly cuts her eyes my way, and I can’t help but think they have their own twin language the same way Heath and I do.
“Briar, I think you left your bag in the hall,” I say as I practically carry her out of the kitchen in front of the shocked faces that stare after us.
“Oh my God, she knows,” Briar whisper-hisses at me.
“So what?” I bend down so we’re eye to eye and take her chin in my hand. “This discussion is not over.” I place a quick kiss on her lips before I grab her bag off the little table near the door and place it in her hands. “Get used to it, beauty. I’ll see you tonight.”