Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 89592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 358(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 358(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
This is just what I need. I used muscles I didn’t know I had last night. I savor the rubdown Clayton gives me. He works the muscles of my inner thighs. Lord knows I used those last night to ride him until the muscles in his neck strained and he bellowed my name.
I melt against the shower wall as he massages my calves. This is heaven.
No sooner than I have the thought, he takes a bite of my ass and moves to eat my pussy. I stand corrected as he takes me to Mount Olympus and drops me back to earth.
Clayton
I have a grin on my face as I carry Sid’s limp body into the bedroom. I didn’t think it possible to be satisfied from eating pussy with no release of my own. However, Sid’s pleasure is my pleasure.
I’d do it again to have her this sated. Last night was amazing. The connection was beyond what I was expecting. I find myself changing my plans once again.
Five months isn’t enough. I want too much more of Sidney. I place her in bed and pull the covers over her.
“I hope I don’t scare you away,” I murmur as she sleeps. “I’d give a million more to keep you.”
Chapter 22
Trust Me
Clayton
Three weeks later…
Sid walks out to the pool in a black bikini, and I lift my shades, taking her in. A frown comes to my face as I think of my security. I lift a hand to beckon David over to the lounge chair I’m sitting on.
“I’ve sent them all to the front of the house,” he says before I can give the order.
“You can go too. Stay close, but out of sight.”
He nods and turns to leave. I turn my attention back to Sidney. That body is going to make me commit murder. However, for now, my plan is to kill that pussy.
Taking off my shades, I set them aside and get up. Sauntering over to the pool, I dive in. Cutting through the water, I swim over to where Sid sits with her feet in the water.
She has her cute toes skimming the top of the surface. I’ve yet to see her go for a swim. I’ve assumed it’s because of her hair. I’ve been meaning to find her a stylist here. If not, I’ll see if Ashley wants to come in for the rest of the trip.
I pop out of the water and peck Sid’s lips. “Hey,” I breathe.
She looks at me in surprise at first, then she allows her gaze to roam over me. Lust fills her eyes. I move between her thighs and wrap her legs around me, then take her lips for a deeper kiss.
She wraps her arms around my neck and melts into the kiss. I start to back away from the edge of the pool. She breaks the kiss and looks at me with wide eyes.
“Clay, I can’t swim,” she says frantically.
“I’ve got you. Trust me.”
“But I can’t swim. Please, put me back.”
I kiss her chin. “Trust me. I’m not going to let you go. Relax, baby. I’ve got you.”
She eyes me warily. I nip at her lips, willing her to calm down and relax in my hold. She only gives in as I start to knead her ass in my palms and kiss her passionately.
The water is forgotten as I devour her mouth. I move back to the pool wall and pin her to it. I groan into her mouth as I grow hard.
“Clay,” she cries out as I move my lips to the tops of her breasts.
I love the way she cries my name. I can’t get enough of the sound. I reach to push my swim trunks down as I suck at the flesh of her breast. Then I reach for her bikini bottom to push it aside.
“Oh shit, Clay,” she whimpers as I slide into her tight sex.
I capture her lips again as I start to pound into her. Water splashes around us. Her legs are locked tightly around my waist. I break the kiss and hiss out a breath as she starts to rock her hips into me, riding me as I stroke into her hard.
I clench my teeth and stare into her sexy eyes. In the three weeks we’ve been here in Georgia, our relationship has changed. Sidney has let her guard down and I’m falling for her more and more.
I bring her to climax over and over as it hits me how much I’ve fallen for her. I’m only making this harder for myself.
Sidney
I’m trying so hard not to fall for this man, but he’s making it damn near impossible. It’s not just the sex. It’s moments like this.
After our time out in the pool, Clayton wanted to cook for me. He insisted I take a nap. When I woke and showered, I came downstairs to find this romantic setting waiting.