Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 11818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 59(@200wpm)___ 47(@250wpm)___ 39(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 59(@200wpm)___ 47(@250wpm)___ 39(@300wpm)
I slide my hands down his muscular back and dig my nails into his perfect ass. His groan fills the room around us before he circles his hips, and his cock slides a little deeper with each movement.
I’m having a hard time holding back the orgasm tingling up my spine as her tight inner muscles strangle the hell out of my cock. At this rate, I’m not going to last very long, and I refuse to come without my dream girl.
Slipping my hand between us, I rub her clit, and her silky walls relax a little, allowing me to press deeper with each thrust. Her eyelids squeeze shut as she chants my name, telling me she’s close.
I watch her closely to make sure I’m not hurting her as I alternate the speed of thrusts, hoping to hold off my orgasm just a little longer. I don’t want to give up this closeness with my dream girl. I could stay buried in her sweet pussy forever. I lose track of time as I make love to her.
“Please.” She digs her nails into my skin a little deeper as her tight walls flutter around my cock.
I love you has been sitting on the tip of my tongue since the moment I pulled her up on stage and she informed me she isn’t a groupie, but I hold the words back, knowing I’ll find the right time to say them soon. Her inner muscles clamp down hard on my dick. “You’re so fucking beautiful. I’m going to knock your ass up and keep you forever.” That sounds like the best plan I’ve had in a long time.
“Riley,” She hisses as her eyes widen and her inner muscles spasm around my cock. Tremors run through her entire curvy body as she comes for me. Seeing pleasure race through her body and knowing I gave it to her nearly brings me to my knees. Okay. Now, I just sound like a pussy-whipped sap.
“Fuck. I want to stay buried in your pussy twenty-four hours a day,” I groan as I come deep in her sweet little pussy. My arms shake with the effort to hold myself up, and I use my last little gasp of energy to roll over and pull my girl into my arms.
As her soft curves melt against my body, I take a moment to enjoy feeling her close. I’m one lucky motherfucker.
Candy snuggles close and throws her silky thigh over mine. “Wow.” Her lips turn up in a smile as she breathes against my skin. “Once I have the feeling back in my legs, can we try that again?”
“As many times as you want, Dream Girl.” I kiss her forehead and run my hand up and down her soft shoulder.
“I’m going to hold you to it.” Her words are slurred by sleep. Within a few moments, she’s totally relaxed and breathing deeply next to me while I’m wide awake, trying to figure out how we’re going to make our new relationship work because I know I’ll never give Candy up. I can live without money, my music, or fame. I can live without anything except her. I’m fucking addicted to Candy. She’s necessary to my survival.
My goddamn phone rings, interrupting the best goddamn dream. I roll over to grab the fucker before it wakes up my dream girl. “What the fuck do you want?” I don’t even check to see who’s calling. I don’t really care. Everyone knows not to call me early unless it’s life or death.
“Candy didn’t return to her hotel room last night,” Raven hisses, and I open my mouth to smart off but think better of it. I don’t need to add complications to our already complicated relationship.
I bite back my no fucking shit reply and inform my girl’s nosy best friend, “She’s with me.”
‘’If you hurt her, I’ll make sure you pay.” I have no doubt she could do it, but hurting Candy is the last thing on my mind.
“I’m in love with her.” No use beating around the bush.
“Well. Okay then.” That takes the wind out of Raven’s sails. “Then tell her to call me when she can.”
“Okay.” I hang up and toss my phone onto the nightstand.
“I can’t believe you told Raven you love me before you told me,” Candy huffs next to me.
I lie back against the covers and pull my girl close. “We have a lot to talk about.” I run my fingers through her messy blonde hair and smile. “Why don’t we take a quick shower together, and then we can order breakfast and have a nice long talk?”
“Sounds like a plan.”
I carry her curvy little body into the bathroom and set her on the counter while I run hot water. Once the temperature is right, I lift her into my arms and step under the warm spray. I let her delicious body slide down mine before turning her in my arms and pulling her back against me. My cock turns to stone trapped between our bodies.