Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Coy loudly clears his throat. “She has some experience buying stuff for chicks.”
“How does she have experience buying clothes for other women?” I ask, my lips stretching into a grin he can’t see as I shove the red pair of boxers I’m wearing down and kick them away.
I love messing with him, especially when we can’t do anything. Teasing him has become one of my favorite pastimes.
And it’s so damn easy.
The man seems to have a constant hard-on for me.
“Goddammit, Allie, where are your panties?!” Coy practically roars and I chuckle.
“I didn’t feel like wearing any today,” I snicker as I grab the thong and bend down to step into it.
As soon as I bend over, I feel the thump of Coy’s boots through the floor.
“Uh-uh,” I say and click my tongue against the roof of my mouth as I shimmy into the thong, purposely wiggling my ass as I pull it up. “Levi’s still awake, and there’s no one else around to keep him busy.”
His boots stop but he’s so close to me now I can feel his heat against my backside.
“He’ll be okay on his own for a little while,” he tries to reason as his hands grab my hips.
“Yes, he will be okay for a little while,” I agree, emphasizing the little while part. “But you know he’s going to get lonely soon and come looking for us.”
Coy’s fingers flex around my hips and his voice gets all sexy and husky as he says, “I only need a little while.”
I can’t help but laugh at that and twist around to poke him in the chest. “Coy, there is nothing little about you. Don’t even try.”
His gaze immediately drops to my bare breasts and I watch pure, primal hunger fill his eyes.
That looks always gets to me and my body instantly warms with heat.
Reaching up, his big, rough hand covers my breast and squeezes.
I have to bite my lip to keep from moaning.
As his other arm wraps around me and yanks me closer, I groan, “Coy… we shouldn’t.”
He squeezes both my breast and ass at the same time and his head dips down, his lips capturing my lips.
The kiss starts soft, almost sweet, then quickly deepens into something needy and desperate.
I get so wrapped up in the kiss, in his tongue stroking against mine, I almost don’t hear Levi asking, “Mommy? Daddy?”
“Oh my god!” I nearly shriek as I try to shove Coy away.
His hands immediately tighten around me to keep me from escaping.
“What’s up, son?” he asks, panting.
Staring down at me, his eyes warn me not to run away.
And at first, I have no fucking clue why he wouldn’t want me to do it, until I figure out that Levi probably can’t see anything with the way Coy is standing in front of me because the man is so freaking big.
“I was just wondering what you’re doing…” Levi says, sounding entirely too curious.
“I’m helpin’ your momma get dressed,” Coy says and I immediately cringe.
Really, that’s excuse he’s going to give?
“Oh…” Levi says as if he’s accepting that answer.
I start to breathe a sigh of relief.
Then Levi asks, “Mommy needs help getting dressed? Like me?”
Don’t you say it, I warn Coy with my eyes. Don’t you fucking say—
Coy’s eyes gleam with laughter down at me. “Yep, just like you, son. Now I need you to leave for a minute so I can finish. Your momma doesn’t want you to see her naked.”
“Okay,” Levi says.
As soon as I hear the door close, I shove away from Coy and hiss, “You dick!”
Laughing, he yanks me back and fends off my slapping hands until he lands another kiss on my lips.
Still unable to resist him, I let him kiss me back into submission until he grinds himself against me with a groan. That deep, sexy groan reminds me that Levi could walk back in at any moment.
“Dammit, Coy!” I growl, shoving him away again. “You need to leave and let me get dressed in peace!”
When he tries to grab me again, I fake going for his balls and he finally jumps away.
“Fuck, why do you two always go for the balls?” he grumbles as he finally backs up enough to put some distance between us.
“Because your balls are the only way to get through to you,” I snicker.
He opens his mouth like he’s going to argue with me but then he must think better of it. Pressing his lips together, he shakes his head.
When he just stands there, staring at me, his eyes starting to warm again, I make shooing motions at him. “Unless you want me to show up at this party naked, you need to leave.”
That seems to get his attention. A look of possessive fury washes over his face, and fuck me if I don’t start to feel turned on again.