Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 58108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 291(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 291(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
His only response was him scratching his cheek with a finger. Why didn’t he get riled and angry? “I’m sure Dan’s wife’s got her lips wrapped around his dick right now, clearing his mind of everything but nutting in her mouth.”
I winced, not wanting to think of my partner in that way. “Nice.”
“I’ve been away for work. Two days playing bodyguard in Vegas. In that time, I wondered how sweet you’d be. Do you want me to eat your pussy because I sure as hell want to find out.”
Of course, I wanted my pussy licked. And eaten. He knew it. He knew I knew. Saying no only made me look stupid and unsatisfied. Mulishly, I answered. “Yes.”
He laughed, his head tipped back which only made me want to throat punch him.
“That was hard for you, wasn’t it? Giving up even that little bit of control.”
I frowned. I’d never really thought about it before, but yeah. I didn’t like being told what to do. Going along blindly only got me a year in juvie. I’d learned the hard way once, I wasn’t falling for it a second time.
“I don’t know you,” I replied. “And I don’t trust you.”
“Reasonable,” he countered, being… reasonable. “Cautious is smart. But know this. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you or shame you when we’re together. Know that I’ll be watching out for you the whole time. That you’re safe with me.”
Wow. It sounded good, but I wasn’t lying when I said I didn’t trust easily.
“Okay. How about baby steps?” He came into the room and reached for my undershirt. I let him–let him–lift it over my head and drop it on the floor. “Shower. If you can obey me in that, I’ll join you and get my face between those creamy thighs.”
I stripped off the rest of my clothes and did as he wanted without saying anything else. He remained where he was and watched. And I watched his gaze go from attentive to heated as I stood before him bare then turned and stepped in. He could see me through the glass door as I soaped up, then washed my hair.
“I thought you were coming in,” I called.
“Enjoying the view, baby doll. Enjoying the view.” His hand went to the front of his jeans, and in that moment, I felt powerful. This big–no, huge–guy wanted me. His dick was hard for me. He’d had a lot of women, I was sure.
Which I appreciated. I sure as hell didn’t like to train a man.
My hands stilled in my hair and realized this must’ve been what my mother felt like. Using her beauty to snag a man.
The door slid open and in stepped Hayes. Naked. I must’ve been distracted by my deadbeat mother longer than I thought if I missed him undressing. God, he was gorgeous. Sculpted. Fit in a way I’d never seen before. His skin was tan and sprinkled with dark hair. A thatch of it was on his chest, between dark, flat nipples that tapered to his navel then into a thin line down to his dick.
It was erect and curved upward, bobbing against his belly. It was a darker color than the rest of him, his balls large and pendulous. A guy’s dick wasn’t usually all that attractive, but Hayes was big everywhere. No wonder I’d been sore for a few days.
He gripped the base and gave himself an easy pump without a hint of modesty.
“This is just sex, Hayes,” I reminded him. “And it’s going to be pretty hard to have it in my small shower. You’re too big.”
“I fit in you perfectly, and you know it.”
“I’m not talking about my pussy,” I countered.
“I am.” He pointed to the back wall, and I shifted in that direction. He settled beneath the spray, then dropped to his knees. Taking my ankle, he lifted it up and over his back, so my thigh rested on his shoulder.
He grunted in clear satisfaction as his gaze centered on my pussy. I shaved and tended to the area, but I didn’t go bare. I’d tried waxing once and hated it. I wasn’t a masochist. If Hayes was hoping for a Brazilian he’d be–
“Prettiest pussy ever.”
Huh.
His dark eyes flicked up my body. Held mine. “Time for a taste. I bet you’re as sweet as I’ve been imagining.”
I frowned even as my pussy clenched with anticipation. “I’m not sure what about me gave you that idea.”
His palms slid up my inner thighs, and his thumbs parted me. Then he licked.
“Oh fuck,” I called into the steamy air because he hadn’t given me a sexy little swipe. No. He’d used his shoulder to push my thigh higher, and that had him able to lick me from asshole to clit. I’d never had anyone put their tongue there before—my back entrance, not my clit—and holy shit, it had been electrifying. When he slipped a finger into me and sucked on my clit, I was a goner. Close to coming in seconds.