Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78799 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78799 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
When I shift a little on top of Vaughn, I gasp. His cock slides along my clit, and even though we both have underwear on the sensation is so damn good. The shirt he gave me to wear has ridden up and my bare stomach is pressed against his. God, he feels good all over.
The throb between my legs grows and I wonder if he’s awake. I blame this on the fact that I can’t remember the last time I got myself off. With everything going on it’s been the last thing on my mind. I normally do it every night before bed. I did it so I wouldn't try to date until I was done with school and I could handle my needs until then. But right now I don't want to handle them. Oh God, I bet Vaughn saw the toy in my nightstand when I told him about my book.
This time Vaughn is the one to shift and his cock slides across my clit again. I stifle a whimper but my lady business is throbbing with need. To my complete shock, his hand moves to my ass and grips me tightly. He presses me down into his hard length, and God, it feels so good.
“I’ll give you what you need,” he whispers. “You don’t even have to say it. Just kiss my chest.”
Fuck, how did he know I wouldn't be able to find the words to say it? I’m too shy to ask and I know I’d end up saying something smart and ruining the opportunity. I hide behind my smart mouth even though I’m usually bold in speaking my mind. This is unsteady ground for me and a step into the unknown.
Without thinking or weighing the consequences, I turn my head and kiss his chest.
“There you go, sweet thing.”
His fingers dig into me as he easily guides me up and down his hard length. My shirt rides up farther, maybe with a little bit of help on my part. My bare breasts are freed and press into his warm body so that we’re skin on skin.
“Fucking hell,” he grits out.
At least that’s what I think he says. My mind spins as moans pour from my mouth and my orgasm pushes down on me. It’s been too long since I had one and this is so different. So much better than my fingers or the toy in my drawer could ever do. This is a real man between my thighs getting me off, and not just any man either. This is the one who takes up every spare thought I have when my nose isn't shoved inside a book.
My panties stick to me as my arousal slicks the inside of them to the point that I’m drenched. My orgasm is right there and ready to break free at any moment.
“Berkley.”
He growls my name and the sound is a rumble from deep inside his chest. It’s filled with so much desire that it sends me over the edge and my whole body jerks with pleasure. I call out his name as hot waves roll over me and my eyes close tight. I shake with the power of it and gasp against his chest, unable to catch my breath. Okay, maybe what I gave myself before wasn't a full-on orgasm, because that is something else altogether. Jesus, I was only dry humping him. What would it be like if I actually had his cock in me?
My heart races in my chest for a second as I think about it. What does this mean for us?
Before I can let my mind play catch-up, Vaughn rolls us over and his body moves on top of mine. I feel the sticky wetness between us and I wonder if he got off too.
“Vaughn,” I say softly, unsure where we go from here.
We shouldn’t be doing this at all. He’s my brother-in-law. He’s going to be in my life forever. My sister’s having his brother’s baby. We’ll be forever connected if this all goes wrong.
“Get out of that head of yours, Berkley. With me that’s not where you need to be.”
“But—”
He cuts me off and my lips part for him as he kisses me slow and sweet. Our tongues tangle like we’ve done this so many times before. For a moment I think this isn’t our first kiss because it’s so familiar and comforting. How is that possible?
“You want sleep or food?” he asks when he lifts off me a little.
“Both,” I say with a small laugh.
“Then sleep. I’m going to shower and make you food. Then you can hit the books.” I nod in agreement and he kisses the end of my nose before pushing off the bed and walking to my bathroom. I roll onto my side and watch him go and it doesn't feel awkward. I still don’t know what this means, but I know I don’t regret what just happened. Not when I feel this good.