Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 95816 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95816 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
“All the women usually are. I know Katy is far smarter than I am. And she knows it.” I drained the water in my glass, pouring more over the ice.
Reed shook his head. “We’ve been living together long enough, I think I know my woman and how to get around her.”
I looked at him. “By getting around, you mean treating her like the goddess she is and always putting her first, don’t you? Because otherwise, you might have father-in-law trouble.”
“Brother-in-law trouble too,” Gavin added.
“Cousin,” Liam and Ronan chimed in.
Reed laughed, holding up his hands. “I meant I know her and what she wants. I love her, guys. Come on. I’ve asked her to marry me like five times. She’s my world.”
I nodded, pleased.
“Keep it that way.”
I arrived home, tired and sore. Katy was stretched out on the bed, napping. I grabbed a shower and sat on the bed beside her. Her skin glowed, her hair like silk under my touch. I bent and nuzzled her cheek. “Hey, sweetheart.”
Her eyes fluttered open. “Hi,” she murmured. “How was your day?”
“Ridiculous. We got kicked off the course.”
“Oh no!”
I laughed. “It was fine. After we discovered Aiden was commando and we all got a glimpse of his ass, none of us were much interested in playing.” I described him reaching for his ball, Van holding him steady, then the loud rip of his too-tight pants and the hilarity that ensued.
“Aiden fell, taking Van with him. As Aiden climbed out of the water, he slipped again, mooning some other golfers. Van was laughing so hard he couldn’t get out of the water. Aiden kept searching for his damn ball, flashing us every time he did. By the time he crawled out of the water with his golf ball in hand, we’d all seen his other balls swinging in the wind far too often.” I waggled my eyebrows as Katy snorted with laughter. “A bunch of grown men lying around the greens laughing like schoolboys. That’s when we were asked to retire to the clubhouse.”
“Oh my,” she chortled.
“Was your day a little more circumspect?” I asked, lazily trailing my finger up her leg. “You look very relaxed and pretty.”
“We had a lovely day. I had my nails and toes done, a facial, and a neck massage.” She wiggled her toes, and I admired the sparkly pink on them.
“And I got my legs waxed,” she added, coyly lifting her leg to my shoulder. I ran my hand over her calf in appreciation.
“Silky,” I murmured.
“I got it all waxed,” she purred.
I studied her expression as I stroked my hand higher over her smooth thighs, sliding one finger over the softness of her folds. “Katy,” I hummed, taking in her flushed cheeks and wide eyes. “Have you been lying here, waiting for me? Wanting to show me how you spent your day?” I tugged her other leg, opening her to me. “Hoping I would touch you and see how thorough a job they did?”
“Yes,” she replied. “I thought you’d inspect their work.”
I slid my fingers over her clit, smiling at her soft whimper of need. Feeling the proof of her desire on my fingers—the soft heat, wet and beckoning. “I’ll inspect it, all right.”
She gasped as I lifted her other leg to my shoulder and buried my face between her thighs. She arched her back as my tongue slid across her center, and I slipped two fingers inside her. I licked and sucked, pulling her clit between my lips and nibbling the tender flesh softly. She cried out as I pumped my fingers, keeping the pressure on her clit until she orgasmed hard and fast, crying out my name, yanking on my hair.
Before she could come down, I moved, burying my cock inside her. It didn’t matter how long we’d been together, how often we made love, fucked, or pleasured each other. Every time was new and different. Every sensation intense and perfect. I gripped her calves, pulling her over my thighs, thrusting into her as I licked and teased her soft skin. Her heels pressed on my back, her low moans and pleas music to my ears.
I groaned at the feeling of being inside her. The heat, the wetness, the grip she had on my cock. The way she moved with me. The feel of her fingers digging into my skin for purchase. The sheen of sweat on our bodies as we moved together. The look in her eyes as our gazes locked. Desire, passion, and love. All of it for me. I would never be worthy of what she gave me, yet I would fight to keep her as mine. Always. She was my greatest gift, the catalyst for all the good things that came into my life because of her.
My orgasm came out of nowhere. I grunted as the sensation exploded, sending me skyrocketing into oblivion. I shut my eyes as pleasure snapped and danced up and down my spine. My balls tightened. My grip on her intensified, and I came. Loudly. Shouting her name. Groaning my release, feeling hers rippling along my shaft as she joined me.