Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 99040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 495(@200wpm)___ 396(@250wpm)___ 330(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 495(@200wpm)___ 396(@250wpm)___ 330(@300wpm)
Jo turned into him and wound her arms around his waist. “You know what?”
He raised an eyebrow. “What, baby?”
“I’m happy. Happier than I’ve ever been.”
“Oh yeah?” he said, grinning like a fool. He circled his arms around her, letting his hands rest on her perfect ass. “Why do you think that is?”
Her smile grew mischievous. “Well, I do have a lot of really stellar orgasms these days.”
“Ooh, tell me more about these orgasms.” He squeezed, eliciting a moan from her.
“Oh, uh, well…”
Tracker laughed. “Something got you distracted?”
“Tracker?”
“Yeah, baby?” He leaned down and nipped the side of her neck.
“I think we need a bed. Now.”
“Never let it be said that I refused your insatiable need for my cock, baby.”
“Hey!” she said on a laugh that quickly turned to a squawk when he squatted down and hoisted her up in a fireman’s carry. “Tracker! What the hell are you doing?”
He couldn’t resist a slap to her fine ass, and of course, he left his hand there. “Finding us a bed, as requested. Listen up,” he shouted above the beat of the music. “Keep the fuck outta the bunk room for the next forty-five minutes.”
“Get it, Jo!” Liv shouted.
“Forty-five?” Ty yelled. “Yeah, right. Bet you’re back in ten.”
“Fuck off,” Tracker countered with a laugh. “And stay the fuck out of the bunk room unless you want to develop an inferiority complex.”
Jo laughed and smacked him on the ass this time. “Giddy up,” she cried.
Tracker whinnied and started to gallop toward the bunkroom, which had all their friends and Jo cracking up.
Happier than he’d ever been didn’t come close to describing just how perfect life was.