Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 167204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 836(@200wpm)___ 669(@250wpm)___ 557(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 167204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 836(@200wpm)___ 669(@250wpm)___ 557(@300wpm)
Ryan is waiting with Hex for Addison so they can leave when we do, but he looks over at us. “Not for the holidays, but yeah, I could go somewhere after.”
“Where should we go?” Killian asks.
“Barbieland,” Addison says, making a rainbow-shaped arch in the air in front of her.
“Somewhere real,” he specifies.
“I don’t know. We’ll figure that out later.”
“What are we figuring out?” Hex asks.
“We’re planning a couples’ vacation,” I tell him.
“Sounds fun. Am I invited?”
“You’re not in a couple,” Addison points out.
“Neither are you,” he reminds her.
“No, but I have Ryan for boyfriend duties.”
“Just not the holidays,” Ryan says. “We both have families who want us to come home if we don’t have real significant others.”
“Must be nice,” Hex says, leaning toward Addison. “I don’t have anyone to spend the holidays with.”
She shoots him a look. “If you’re looking for a soft-hearted sucker, you leaned the wrong way. Maybe Brynn and Killian will take you home for the holidays, but you’re not going home with me.”
Hex smirks. “Why not? Don’t think your parents would like me?”
“My mom might, but not as my boyfriend. And my dad would spend five minutes in your presence and then lock me in a basement and no one would ever see me again.”
Hex laughs. “Overprotective?”
“Yes, and he has weird family history with manipulative psychopaths who prey on soft girls. He would hate you so much, he would ruin my life to keep us apart.”
“Sounds romantic.”
“No.”
“Well, I guess Christmas is out, but I can easily find myself a girl to go on vacation with. Where are we going?”
“We’re still deciding,” Addison says, looking over at me. “All right, nobody say no immediately. Stay with me. I have a vision.” She pauses. “What if we did Disney?”
I nod. “Immediately yes.”
“Actually, I might be busy that week,” Hex says.
“Oh, come on,” Addison says. “I’ll buy you a Mickey pretzel.”
“We also need your jet,” Ryan states. “Unless we’re roping Dare or Silvan into this trip.”
I look up at Killian. “It’s weird how many of your friends have access to private jets.”
He smirks. “Weird, or convenient?”
“We could just fly on a regular plane,” Addison points out, and they all look at her as if she grew another head. “Or not, I guess.”
“I suppose one week in the happiest place on earth won’t kill me. God knows none of you will have any fun if I don’t go.”
I crack a smile. “That’s right. We need you, Hex. Please.”
Killian drapes an arm around my neck, pulling me in to murmur, “Never, ever say those words to him again.”
I grin. “I was joking.”
He kisses the side of my face. “I don’t care.”
“I just wanted to make him feel included. I can’t tell if he’s joking about being lonely sometimes,” I whisper.
“I don’t care,” he repeats more slowly.
I laugh softly, then I kiss him. “I’ll make it up to you as soon as we get home.”
His devious hand slides down to cup my ass. “You bet your pretty little ass you will.”
He makes it hard to even wait until we get home.
In the car, he holds my hand for a few minutes, then he reaches over and guides it between my legs.
I touch myself because that’s what he wants me to do, and I moan and sigh as the tension inside me builds.
When he feels like it while he’s driving, he reaches over to touch my tits through the fabric of my shirt. It’s always unexpected, but also always anticipated since there’s no rhyme or reason to when he touches me.
“Slide your hand beneath your dress,” he commands, and I do.
I rub my pussy through my panties, letting my head fall back against the headrest.
“Slide a finger beneath your panties. Spread that pussy for me.”
I sigh with pleasure as I spread myself open, feeling the cool air against my skin.
“That’s perfect. But no more touching. You have to wait for me now.”
I sigh, this time with displeasure, but I keep holding my pussy open, waiting for him to fill it.
“Mm, such a good fucking girl. I’m going to pound that pretty pussy so hard when we get home.”
My heart pounds and I grip the seat with my free hand, praying for the light to turn green.
By the time he gets me in the house, I can’t get my clothes off fast enough.
We don’t make it to the bedroom.
He pushes me down on the couch, spreading my thighs and kneeling on the ground between them in one smooth movement.
I scoot my ass close to the edge without even having to be told. Excitement shoots down my spine as I drape my legs over his powerful shoulders, then he spreads me open and finally puts his mouth on me.
His mouth is fucking paradise.
I’m so worked up from being teased in the car, I come hard, bucking against his mouth, after maybe a minute of being eaten out.