Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 140184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 701(@200wpm)___ 561(@250wpm)___ 467(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 701(@200wpm)___ 561(@250wpm)___ 467(@300wpm)
I ditched the robe to lie on the couch with Milo, but I’m still warm. In fact, I get even toastier with Milo holding me between his legs.
Cuddling with him is like cuddling with a space heater, but he still grabs a blanket to throw over us.
I’m sleepy and relaxed cradled against his muscular body, surrounded by warmth that tempts my eyes to close. Milo loves touching me as much as I love touching him, so he absently traces shapes on my bare tummy under the cover of the blanket and further relaxes me.
I expect his touch to remain casual since we’re not alone in this living room, but then his hand slides up to cup one of my breasts through the delicate lace. Awareness shudders through me as he squeezes it possessively. Instantly, my nipple hardens against his palm and I let out a tiny shuddering breath.
His other hand tilts my face and he kisses where his lips can reach. “Such a good girl,” he rumbles softly. “So responsive.”
We’re the only two on this couch, but the boys are both in the room so my tummy thrills at being spoken to as if we’re alone in our bedroom.
“Behave yourself, Mr. Granville,” I whisper teasingly.
“I make the rules around here,” he reminds me, kissing the side of my head then sliding his hand over my jaw and pushing a finger into my mouth. “I think those pretty lips need something to do.”
I love licking and sucking any part of him. I’m not normally quiet when I do, though.
I slide a covert look at the boys to make sure they’re not paying attention before I start sucking on his finger like it’s his cock.
Sucking on him gets me going. Tension and yearning join together in my lower tummy as I suck softly on his finger so as not to draw attention.
Milo is a little more devious. He must know I’m trying to keep things low-key so we don’t get caught, but he pushes a second finger into my mouth and shoves deep enough to gag me.
Thank God for surround sound.
I’m trying to keep quiet, but it’s so hard when I want so desperately to moan.
Especially after he gags me and reminds me of the hot night in Mexico when I was on my knees for him out on the balcony. He gagged me with his massive cock and used my mouth for his pleasure, but I had to keep quiet because another couple was out on their balcony on the floor above us. If I drew their attention, they might look down to see what was going on.
Not that the thought of getting caught pleasuring Milo isn’t just a tiny bit exciting.
Thinking about it now makes it that much harder to refrain from moving my head up and down the length of his finger, kissing and running my tongue along the underside like it’s his cock.
I want it to be his cock.
I’m so hungry for him. I want to climb beneath the blankets and lick the part of him I really want in my mouth, but there’s no way we could do that without being noticed.
Milo can tell I’m getting needy so he slides the hand that isn’t in my mouth down to touch my breasts. I arch into his palm, grateful for his attention.
He pushes the flimsy lace down so he can graze my sensitive nipple with his calloused fingers. I moan softly at the contact. I try not to, but it’s so difficult. He gives my pebbled nipple a sharp pinch and I suck in a breath.
I’m not sure if it was a rebuke because I made noise, but I think it was, and my heart races, my tummy rocking at the idea of having displeased him.
I’ll do better, I think as I suck his finger deep into my mouth. I take him clear to the knuckle, then I wrap my tongue around him like I would his cock as I pull back.
After a minute of allowing me to work for his forgiveness, he smoothly pulls his finger out of my mouth and slides his hand back beneath the blanket. It moves down my stomach, then into the waistband of my shorts.
My waistband is slack now that I’m lying here on my back against him so he has majorly easy access.
I stifle another moan as his big palm covers my pussy.
I spread my legs as subtly as I can to make room for him, then sigh and close my eyes as he begins to tease my entrance. His touch is so light, he sends shivers of delight whispering across every nerve ending.
God, his touch feels so incredible.
A pinch of neediness hits me and I turn so I can give him a soft kiss. “I love you,” I whisper, reaching up to caress his jaw before giving it another kiss.