Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27555 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27555 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
"Don't be," he replied around a yawn of his own. "Shower and then bed?"
"That sounds heavenly." I sighed heavily and followed him up the stairs, not thinking at all about the fact that I was spending the night with Levi and sex wasn't on the table.
That had to mean something.
Right?
8 LEVI
I woke up with a firm ass pressed against my morning wood, a tit in my hand, and ocean-scented hair draped across my face. It was a hell of a way to wake up, especially after such an exhausting day before. Rob stirred, arching her back to stretch, which made her ass slide up and down the length of my erection. “Good morning,” I whispered in her ear.
She tensed for a hot second and then relaxed. “Good morning. You’re warm.”
“You’re hot.”
Rob laughed and turned to face me, hitching one leg up over my hip. “I’ll bet you say that to all the girls.”
I groaned. “Don’t tell me you’re a morning person.”
“Absolutely not,” she insisted. “But I am well rested, and you are showing signs of life,” she whispered, punctuating her words with a roll of her hips.
“Rob,” I growled when she reached between us and stroked my cock. “Fuck.”
“Exactly.” She pressed her plump lips to mine, soft and determined. Her hands pressed against my chest until I rolled onto my back, bringing her with me. “Yes,” she hissed out when she landed with my cock buried between her thighs. “Good morning, indeed.”
I smiled and gripped her hips, nipping at her bottom lip while she moaned her pleasure as she dragged her bare pussy across my cock. “So wet for me.”
“Yep.” She repositioned herself and stroked my erection as she lowered herself down until I was buried so damn deep, I had to swallow to stop from exploding immediately.
“Rob, slow down.”
“I can’t,” she moaned and rode me harder. With her hands planted on my chest and her feet on the mattress, she was beautiful as she pushed us both closer and closer to the edge until we exploded within seconds of each other. Rob buried her face in my chest as she struggled to catch her breath. Eventually, she sat up, and her body swallowed my cock once again. “Good morning.”
“Great morning,” I grunted and tugged her down to kiss her again while her hips continued to move as if she couldn’t get enough of me.
That one thought stayed with me long after we’d showered until the water ran cold. Long after I drove us back to the bar and went our separate ways. All day she was on my mind, which was crazy because this wasn’t real. It couldn’t be. She was world-famous and gorgeous and rich, and I was just a bartender and a chef.
I shook off those thoughts and promised myself to enjoy this time with Rob, whatever it was for however long it lasted.
It was easy in theory, but later that evening, she showed up early for her shift looking hotter than sin in skintight jeans, a white t-shirt that did wonderful things for her tits, and cowboy boots that warmed my Texas heart. “It smells incredible in here! What’s on the menu?”
Heat bloomed in my chest at her excited questions about the menu. “Come here,” I ordered, and dammit, but my cock swelled when she obeyed immediately.
“Waffles?”
I nodded. “Chicken and waffle sandwiches, with waffle fries.”
“It’s a waffle-palooza,” she exclaimed and clapped her hands. “That’s going to be a hit!” She wrapped her arms around me and squeezed. “I don’t know what smells better, you or the waffles.”
“Why choose?” I whispered in her ear, nipping at the lobe until she shivered. “Want a taste?”
“Yes, please.” That breathy whisper was going to be the death of me. She opened her mouth, and it took every ounce of willpower I had to withhold a dirty comment.
The moans she let out had my cock straining against my zipper. And when she wiped the maple syrup from the corner of her mouth, I was pretty sure I would come right there in the kitchen. “Well?”
Her eyes opened, sparkling mischievously. “Second best thing I’ve had in my mouth today.” She laughed at my pained expression.
“Dirty girl.”
“You like it,” she shot back around another laugh.
“A lot,” I assured her, cupping her face in my hands before I kissed her. She melted into me easily and balled her hands into the fabric of my shirt, groaning as my tongue swiped against hers. The kiss grew hotter and hotter, and I backed her up against the wall, letting her feel how much I wanted her.
“This is crazy, right?” She licked her lips, her gaze fixed on my mouth. “It’s like I’m crazy for you. Like I crave you.”
I loved hearing those wild words coming from her mouth. “Same.” It was pointless to deny. It was soon, too damn soon for these kinds of feelings, but they didn’t seem to give a damn about time.