Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 132321 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 662(@200wpm)___ 529(@250wpm)___ 441(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132321 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 662(@200wpm)___ 529(@250wpm)___ 441(@300wpm)
“How do you want me?” I ask.
She tugs the collar of my shirt aside and kisses my neck. “In your lap, like the other day. With you holding me while I rock myself up and down your long, thick—”
I slam us against the wall, using my arms as a buffer so I don’t hurt her back and seal my mouth over hers, absorbing her dirty words into my lungs. She tastes like heaven and I’m vibrating with the need to be inside her but also want to take things slow.
“Or, we can do this,” she whispers in between kisses, “and do that next.”
“Greedy little girl tonight, huh?”
I hate setting her down, but I need a minute. “Get in the bedroom and show me how much you want it.”
Interest sparks in her eyes, and she bites her lip. “Okay.”
I’m shedding clothes as soon as she steps away. My boots and cut are off and I’m working on my jeans when she calls my name.
I lift my gaze and almost come in my pants. My shy girl, leaning in the doorway, wearing nothing but a get over here and fuck me smile, wiggles her finger at me.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous.” I strip my T-shirt off and close the distance between us. She retreats into the bedroom, triggering my instinct to chase her.
I get my arms around her before she reaches the bed.
“How do you want me?” I growl against her throat.
“On the bed.”
I shove my jeans and shorts down my hips and drop onto the edge of the mattress. My gaze lands on a condom ready and waiting for me. “You mean business tonight, huh?” I grin and tear into it.
She stares as I quickly roll it on. Our eyes meet and something both wild and tender passes between us.
“Come here.” I curl my hand around her hip, dragging her closer. “You ready?”
“The friction from you carrying me up the stairs almost made me come.” She bites her lip, almost like she’s frustrated.
“Well, climb up and come get it.” I hold my cock steady as she braces herself against my shoulder and boosts herself into my lap. “That’s it.” I guide myself to her opening as she hovers over me.
“Jensen,” she breathes out as she slowly sinks down on me, her nails digging into my shoulder. “Oh God.”
“Wrap your legs around me.”
She shifts and rocks sideways, trying to get her legs in position. The whole time I’m biting my lip, trying not to blow. She feels so fucking good.
She lets out a deep, satisfied groan when I’m fully inside.
“Do your thing.” I keep one arm around her back for support. “Show me.”
Holding on to my shoulders, she leans back and rocks her hips against me, then circles, then returns to the slow, maddening, rocking motions.
She hugs me tighter, fusing our bodies together while circling her hips. I touch my lips to hers and she opens for me, kissing me deeply.
“You’re so sexy, baby,” I whisper in her ear. “Telling me what you want. Taking what you want. You have me so crazed. I’m trying so hard not to come before you.”
She answers with a deep, ragged moan. “Feels…so good. Oh!” she gasps and moves faster, grinds into me harder.
Heat pools at the base of my spine. Pleasure circles through my abdomen and down my thighs. I’m not going to make it much longer.
She releases another moan that shoots through my chest. Her body squeezes me so damn tight. She throws her head back, the ends of her hair tickling my legs, adding to the sensations overwhelming me.
“Right there,” she gasps.
Thank fuck. Thank fuck. Thank fuck.
Hot, intense waves pulse down my spine as she spasms around me. I finally let go and explode, emptying myself. She sags against me, resting her head on my shoulder. Her tongue darts out, softly flicking over my skin. We stay that way for a few minutes, sweat cooling on our bodies.
Finally, I have to help her off me. I gently set her in the middle of the bed. “I’ll be right back.”
On the way back from the bathroom, I stop outside her door.
That wasn’t fucking. That wasn’t a lesson. We made love.
She turns her head and smiles as I enter the bedroom and close the door.
I slide in next to her and ease one arm under her body, rolling her toward me. She hitches her leg over mine, just the way I like.
“How was your day? How was church?” she asks, tracing one finger over my cheek like she can’t get enough of touching me.
“Told the club about us.” I want her to understand how important she is to me.
She pulls back and stares at me. “Is that going to make things complicated?” Sadness or worry clouds her expression.
“No.” I run my hand over her hair, twirling her messy curls around my finger. “Club’s already vetted you because of the relationship the club has with your dad.”