Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“All clear?” Abby half-shouts.
Kill me now.
“Yeah, Mom,” Tate calls, and then Abby appears with a pizza box and a couple of plates on top of it.
“I’ll leave this here.” She sets it down on the table in front of the love seat, and I’m sure my face is cherry red right now. “Este had some of your things brought over from your house. They should hopefully be enough for a few days.” She points toward two bags I recognize as mine. How hadn’t I noticed them before? Probably because Tate was distracting me.
“Thank you.” I chew on my bottom lip, still embarrassed.
“You’re both adults. I know my son will not allow you to sleep on the sofa, and god knows he’d never fit on it.”
“Ma,” Tate grumbles.
“I just don’t want her feeling uncomfortable. As I said, we’re all adults. Just be careful,” Abby says and then gives us a pointed look.
“I’m on birth control,” I blurt out, and Tate jerks to glance over at me. “What?” I shrug. “My grandma had me get on it one summer when I was here.”
“That is not surprising.” Abby laughs. “I’ll leave you to have some alone time.” She goes to the stairs and pauses. “It’s nice having you here, Rosemary. Tate hasn’t been this happy in a long time.” She gives me a warm smile before walking up the stairs and closing the door.
“She’s really sweet.”
“Yeah, she’s the best. Ah, you hungry?” Tate’s words are rushed.
“Are you asking if I want to go back to making out or eat pizza?” I tease him. I know what I want to do, and I’m pretty sure he does too. My thighs are clenched together for a reason, and it’s because the throb has become unbearable.
“I want to make you happy, but fuck, I’d be a liar if I didn’t admit the only thing I want to eat right now is you.”
I grab the front of his shirt and pull him to me. “You’re in luck because I’m all yours.”
Tate can have any part of me he wants.
Chapter Sixteen
TATE
“This can’t be happening,” I say as I hover over Rosie.
“What?” She looks perplexed as I gently push her legs open and wedge my body between them.
“That you’re here. That you’re mine. That I’m about to taste every soft inch of you.” Her hips rock up when I say these words, so I keep on saying them as I rub against her. We’re dry humping as I take off my shirt, and then I feel her bare hands on my skin. “I can’t believe this is real, but the moment I looked at you, I knew. Not that you were different but that you were so familiar it was like I’d been waiting all this time.”
“It was like we found each other,” she agrees as I reach for her shirt next. After that, my fingers trace the cups of her bra before I pull them down and touch her nipples. They’re tight but fucking soft, and my mouth waters. “Tate,” Rosie moans, and I look into her eyes.
“I want to kiss you here.” I reach into her jeans and cup her pussy. “And here.”
“Yes,” she hisses softly, and my mouth falls on her.
I suck on her nipple as I push her panties to the side, and I groan when I feel how wet she is. “This for me?” I ask without looking up. I’m too busy licking her nipples and sliding my fingers through her desire.
“All yours.” Her voice is clipped as I rub her clit, and her hips jerk.
I’m right there with her as I feel myself leaking in my jeans, my cock throbbing. “Fuck, I’m not going to last, Rosie. I won’t be able to get in you before I cum.”
Her pussy clenches around my fingers, and I moan against her nipple. “Why does that sound so hot?”
“Let me eat your pussy. Please.” I beg as I kiss down her belly and undo her jeans. “Please, Rosie, I need it.”
“Tate.”
“I’m so fucking hungry for it.” Before I can even pull them down her thighs, I bury my mouth against her panties and lick the thin material covering her cunt. “Take these off.” I shove at her jeans and let her wiggle out of them as I keep my face right where it’s at. As soon as they’re off, she spreads her knees, and I inhale her sweet scent. “Fuck.”
“Don’t stop.” Her fingers go to my hair, and I hump the mattress as I just breathe her in like a drug.
The material covering her pussy is soaked, and I can already see the outline of her lips. She reaches between us, and as soon as she pulls them to the side, I lose it. The sight of her bare cunt right in front of my face is too much. “I’m cumming,” I grunt before I cover her pussy with my mouth and feast.