Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75152 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75152 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Torch leaned forward as he said, “Oh, it can be done.”
The guys started discussing their plans for their next big snow fort, while the girls shared stories about their men and the crazy stunts they’d pulled over the years. It seemed they each had their own crazy tale to tell, and they were intent on telling it. I didn’t mind. In fact, I loved every minute of it. I finally understood Quinton’s draw to the club.
It wasn’t just about the brothers, the bikes, or the parties.
It was all of it.
They were his family, and he was theirs. And I felt blessed just to be there watching them together.
Before I knew it, we were finished with dinner and heading home. It was late when we got back to Quinton’s place. I figured we’d both just go straight to bed, but just as I was about to change clothes, Quinton came into the bedroom and announced, “I drew you a bath.”
“You did what?”
“I got the tub ready for you.” He motioned me toward the bathroom door as he said, “Thought you could use a bit of a break after today.”
“Today was wonderful. I couldn’t imagine this day being any better.” I walked over and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “Until now. You are too much. I don’t deserve you.”
“No, babe. I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you.” He leaned down and kissed me on the forehead, then took my hand and led me into the bathroom. My heart swelled when I saw that the tub was full of bubbly water and there were candles strategically placed along the tub and countertop. “Wine or one of those spritzer things you like?”
“Wine would be perfect.”
“You got it.” I got undressed, and just as I was getting into the tub, Quinton returned with my wine. He placed it on the edge of the tub, then smiled and said, “Holler if you need me.”
“Um-hmm.”
I closed my eyes and sank into the hot water, and it wasn’t long before my mind started to drift. I started thinking about my life and the choices I’d made. I couldn’t deny that there were things that hadn’t played out the way I’d hoped. I’d accepted that, and I’d also accepted the role I’d played in it. I was still battling my regrets over getting involved with James, but I was coming to terms with some things.
I’d had a hard time not blaming myself for the abuse, but little by little, day by day, I was learning that I was wrong. James and my father were the only ones to blame for what they’d done. I wouldn’t have been able to come to that realization if I hadn’t had the opportunity to be around couples like MJ and Smokey and Cotton and Cass.
But it wasn’t just them.
It was all the Fury couples.
Watching each of them interact with one another had been a real eye-opening experience. They weren’t all bubbly-sweet. In fact, some of the women had no qualms about pushing whatever button they felt needed to be pushed, but at the same time, I could see that they shared a level of respect. And I had no doubt it was the same behind closed doors.
I’d always wanted that kind of relationship.
And as I soaked there in the bubble bath Quinton had made for me, I knew I was on my way to finally having it.
Q
There was nothing better than watching my girl come undone.
It was that thought that had me waking her up at the crack of dawn.
I’d planned on letting her sleep late, but after seeing how beautiful she looked lying in my bed, there was no way I could resist having her.
Jules was close, and after just a few more moments, her body grew rigid with her release. Seeing that satisfied look on her face made it impossible to wait a moment longer. I had to be inside her. I reached into the drawer beside the bed for a condom, and as I began to rip it open, she took it from my hand. “Wait.“
A mischievous look crossed her face as she bit her lip and slowly positioned herself at my hips. Her greedy eyes fixed on my throbbing cock as her fingers wrapped around me. The moment her tongue swirled around the head, I was lost.
“Damn, woman,” I groaned. “You’re killing me.”
Her lips curled into a smile as she started slowly moving her hand up and down my hard shaft, gradually tightening her fingers around me. My hands dropped to her head, tangling in her long hair, as she opened her mouth wider, taking me deep. Her mouth felt so fucking good around my cock.
Too good.
After just a few flicks of her tongue, I was close to the edge and growing closer by the second. I was already struggling when she quickened her pace, and I nearly lost it. Her warm, wet mouth was driving me wild, but I wanted more.