Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16498 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 82(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16498 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 82(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
“At my wedding, you told me that I could count on you for anything,” I remind him. “I’m calling on you to help me find a place that will make Ronnie happy.” I’m unable to contain my laughter at the incredulous look on his face.
“Goddamn pussy-whipped motherfucker,” Marco grumbles. “There’s a nice little place on the east side of my lake that I’m sure a rat would fucking love.”
After we find the perfect place to release the terrified animal, Marco turns and wraps his fist in the front of my shirt. “No one will ever know about this.” He points over his shoulder at the green patch of grass surrounded by tall weeds and shrubs. “I’d lose all respect if anyone ever finds out I helped you rehome a goddamn rat.”
“Welcome to my twilight zone,” I grumble and follow him back up the path to the truck. “I’ve been living here since I met your niece.”
“Fuck me,” Marco growls. “There isn’t a chick alive who could turn me into a moron like you.” My friend has no idea what Karma has in store for him.
Later that night, I walk out of the bathroom to find the terrible two sound asleep next to our bed. I glance around the room, looking for my wife, and almost swallow my tongue when I find her standing in the doorway wearing nothing but a white scrap of lace.
My mouth waters as I stare at her luscious tits overflowing the lace neckline. “I have a promise to keep.” Hunter smiles up at me. “Lie down on the bed.”
She doesn’t have to ask me twice. I rip the damp towel off my hips and toss it aside before dropping down onto the bed.
My pulse accelerates as she slowly saunters over to me. A few steps from the bed, my wife does a sexy little twist of her hips while lifting the edge of the nighty. I get a little peek at the white silky thong squeezed between her luscious ass cheeks and almost come like a teenager.
CHAPTER
TEN
HUNTER
My husband’s blue eyes darken as he watches my little strip show. “You’re killing me,” he groans and reaches for me, but I step back out of his reach and shake my finger at him.
“I’m running this show.” Finding my inner hussy, I reach down and run my hand down the front of my body. “Sit back and enjoy.”
“I’m one lucky fucker.” Brendan leans against the headboard and stares at me while I drop to my knees next to the bed.
“We’re both lucky,” I tell him and lean over to slide my tongue along the underside of his cock. Brendan’s head drops back against the wall as I explore his hard shaft with my lips and tongue.
I feel wetness dripping from my center as I double down on my efforts. “I’m going to come if you don’t stop doing that,” Brendan warns me.
I suck hard for a few seconds, then release his hard cock with a pop. “Doing what?” I attempt to give him my most innocent look.
“Everything you do is fucking sexy as hell,” Brendan groans and runs his hands through my hair, massaging my scalp. “But my cock really loves that little flicking thing you do. It drives me out of my mind.”
“Lie back and let me work.” My inner hussy comes out to play. As I run my tongue around the silky head of his cock, my husband groans my name and starts describing in great detail everything he’s going to do to my body once I’m finished. I’m not going to lie, I almost come from his steamy words alone.
Brendan reaches down and tugs me up onto the bed in one motion. “I can’t take anymore,” He growls and bites down on the side of my throat. “I need to come inside your sweet pussy.”
He doesn’t give me a second to catch my breath before he slides deep into my core in one thrust. I wrap my legs around his waist and hold on for the wild ride as my husband loses control.
After three intense orgasms, I almost pass out as he shouts my name and comes. Hard. I’m pretty sure Brendan ends up pumping a gallon of come deep into my pussy. It’s really wasted since I’m already knocked up.
“Thank you for taking this wild ride with me.” Brendan pulls me against his side and sighs as we attempt to catch our breath. “I’m the luckiest motherfucker alive to have you. You’re my heart and soul.”
“I’m the lucky one.” I kiss his chest. Damn. I need to get in better shape if I have any hope of keeping up with my husband. I watch his eyes begin to drift closed and decide it’s time for me to act. “I know it’s been an exciting evening with the Ronnie the Rat situation, but I can’t wait another second to tell you something,” I blurt out.