Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24538 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24538 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
“Oh! Yes! Yes! Arrow! Oh!”
Carefully, I managed to insert another finger, then I popped off her clit long enough to give her an order. “You scream my name when you come, baby.”
Then I pushed her past her breaking point, and she shattered, screaming my name like a good little girl. Watching her come and feeling her inner muscles milk my fingers was too much, and my dick emptied itself in my pants.
Just as her pleasure began to ebb, I doubled my efforts and made her come twice more before finally letting her rest. I crawled up her body and kissed her, letting her taste her own sweet flavor.
Then I sighed and moved to get off the bed.
“Wait.” Sage grabbed my arm, and I stopped to look at her confused face. “Why did you stop? I thought…”
“Not yet, baby,” I told her gently. “You need to recover from everything that happened yesterday.”
I brushed a tender kiss over her lips before standing. “I’m gonna take a shower, then I’ll make us some breakfast.”
7
SAGE
I wasn’t sure what to think as I stared at the way Arrow’s sweatpants clung to his butt while he walked away from me. He seemed to derive almost as much pleasure as I did when he went down on me, but I hadn’t returned the favor in any way.
Although he’d assured me otherwise, I couldn’t help but wonder if he had pulled back because I was a virgin. Maybe our age difference and my lack of experience had cooled his desire for me?
Rolling onto my side, I squeezed my eyes shut and replayed everything that had happened since I woke up to the incredible sensation of being cocooned in Arrow’s embrace with his hard length nestled between my butt cheeks. As the sensual fog from my orgasms started to lift, I finally realized something I’d missed…the giant wet spot on the crotch of his sweatpants. Arrow had been so turned on by what had happened between us that he’d come without my hands or mouth on his dick.
All my doubts fled, and my lips curved in a smile of pure feminine satisfaction. I didn’t need to worry about Arrow not wanting me. He truly was just worried about giving me enough time to fully recover from the punch I’d taken.
His restraint was just another example of how amazing he was. And focused on giving me what I wanted without any regard for the potential cost to himself—including the possible danger of going up against a drug dealer who had no problem threatening an innocent woman.
In a twist of irony, the worst day of my life had led me directly to the perfect man.
I was just thinking about joining Arrow in the shower when I heard the water turn off. Heaving a deep sigh of disappointment, I sat up and stared at the bathroom door. When he padded out with a towel wrapped around his waist, I puffed out my bottom lip in an exaggerated pout and huffed, “C’mon, no fair. You can’t walk around like that unless you’re willing to do something about it.”
“I already did…three times if I remember correctly.” He flashed me a sexy grin. “Which I’m positive I do because I have a mind like a steel trap.”
“Of course, you do,” I muttered, letting the sheet drop.
Heat flared in his eyes as his gaze latched on my breasts. “Let me guess, turnabout is fair play? Only you decided to kick it up a notch?”
“Mm-hmm.” I licked my lips as the towel began to tent between his legs.
He strode over to the bed, and triumph surged through my veins until he brushed his lips against mine and murmured, “What do you want for breakfast?”
“Is it safe to assume that a big, thick sausage isn’t on the menu?”
His deep chuckle echoed around the room, making me smile.
“Sorry, baby. You’re gonna have to wait a little longer for that particular item.” He stroked his thumb across the bruise on my cheek. “As much as I want to feel your pretty lips wrapped around my cock, you need to heal before that can happen.”
Although I’d never given a blow job before, I assumed he was right. “Fine, I won’t push anymore…for now.”
“Good girl.” He gave me another kiss, deeper this time. “Thanks for taking pity on me, baby. My self-control only extends so far, but I want to do right by you.”
“How can I possibly argue when you’re being so darn considerate?” I complained.
“I was hoping you couldn’t,” he murmured with a grin as he wrapped his fingers around my wrist and tugged me out of bed. Once I was on my feet, he gave my butt a little pat to nudge me toward the bathroom. “Take a bath while I work on breakfast. It’ll make you feel better.”
“But will it help me heal faster?” I sassed, winking at him over my shoulder.