Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
“Back on my cock,” I order, knowing I’m going to come all too soon. She opens her mouth and I thrust inside. “I want to hear you coming. Play with that clit.” I hold her head still as I fuck her mouth, slowly at first until I pick up speed. “You wanted my cock and now I’m going to come in that hot mouth of yours and you’re going to swallow every drop.”
I become mindless with need. I feel the head of my cock touch the back of her throat. She moans louder. The sounds vibrate to my balls and it’s all I can take. I hold myself deep inside her mouth, shooting my load down the back of her throat. She sucks it down as her own body shutters with an orgasm.
What the fuck did I just do? I pull my cock from her mouth, brushing the tip across her lips, making sure she gets every last drop of it. She licks it up while those eyes stare into mine. Holy hell. She wants more. She pulls her hand out from between her legs. She looks at her fingers for a moment before she pushes them into her own mouth.
I let go of her hair. Dropping to my knees in front of her, I grab her, pulling her into my lap. “Was I too rough?”
She shakes her head no. For a moment I feared I’d gone too far. That I’d let too much of what I’ve been trying to hide out. That I’d finally let her see that raw need that she pulls out of me that has me doing things I’ve never done before.
It takes everything I have not to tell her I love her. Not here. I’ve already pushed her far enough tonight. I kiss her, silently telling her before I get us both back together and take her back out to dance. I need to make sure my girl has the night she wanted because I plan on keeping her to myself for a long while after this.
16
Carly
“Did you see Reed? He’s so adorable.” James looks down at me. Even in my heels I barely come up to his shoulder. I roll my eyes at him. “Come on. I didn't know the man could smile so much.” I tease James about his jealousy but I more than enjoy it.
“Not so sure Tinsley’s father feels the same.”
“Ha! That’s awesome too.” The elevator doors to my floor open. James hasn't said it, but I’m pretty sure he’s spending the night again. He hasn't left my bed since he made himself at home in it.
Tinsley’s dad is still getting used to the fact that his daughter is with a man at all. One that can’t keep his hands off her. It brings me so much joy seeing how happy they are together. Their love is refreshing and true.
“I’m sure my dad might be the same.” I really don’t know. I didn’t date before I left home. Dating would have meant going out with someone my mom picked for me. Yeah, once I figured that out, I decided that I would rather not date at all. It didn't take me long once I got out from under their roof for me to be more than dating someone at this point. Or maybe this is what dating is.
It feels like a whole lot more with James. We pretty much live together at this point. James is living out of a bag that is in my home. I’ve yet to see his place still. I don’t want to ask him because I don’t want to make it awkward in case he doesn’t want me in his space for some reason. I can’t imagine that would be the case, but I can’t seem to come up with any other explanation.
James pulls out his keys, unlocking my door. I stand there for a second. “Wait. You have a key?” When the heck did that happen?
“Got a copy made on one of my walks with Bear so I didn't have to worry about it.” He pushes the door open. Before I can think much on that, I hear Bear wanting attention. James is already going for his leash as I lift the gate in the kitchen to set him free.
“He’s getting bigger already.” I pout, giving him some attention before he runs over to James.
“We’ll need more room soon.” James hooks the leash onto Bear. We’ll need more room? James doesn't talk about what we are or aren't besides when he throws in random little things like that. I don’t know if it's a slip of the tongue or something else. “Get comfy. I’ll take him.” He drops a kiss on my lips before he backs out the front door.
I stand there for a moment. Everything about James and me screams serious, but he never says it. He hasn't even taken us any further sexually. In fact, since the night of the bachelorette party it feels like he’s pulled back some. He has yet to let me do it again. We’ve gone back to him only getting me off. It’s driving me insane.