Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
He huffed out a laugh. “You’ll get used to my monster cock. I promise you.”
She wasn’t so sure. But she positioned herself above him, then reached down to guide his cock into her pussy.
“Yes, Freckles. You feel so damn good. You have no idea. Your heat is surrounding me. Good. Nice and slow. Look at you, taking me. You’re taking my cock inside you. I’m so proud of you.”
She never thought anyone would be proud of her for being able to take their dick.
But she was going to take it. She got most of him inside her before she had to stop. She was stretched so wide, it was almost painful. Yet, it felt so right.
Then he smacked the side of her thigh. “Move, doll.”
She rose, then slid down. She didn’t exactly know what she was doing. Luckily, he placed his hands on her hips, guiding her up and down. Her breathing came faster.
Harsh pants filled the room.
His finger moved back to her clit, flicking it in time with his thrusts. It was too much.
“I can’t . . . I can’t stop . . .”
“Come for me. Come on my dick. That’s it. My good girl. Hell!” he groaned as she threw her head back, moaning as she came.
With one more thrust up, he followed her over the edge. She slumped against him, his cock still inside her as her pussy pulsed.
“You all right, Freckles?”
“Oh yes,” she said, snuggling into his wide chest.
He held her for a long time before he rolled them over and slid free from her.
“Nooo,” she groaned. “Come back.”
“I need to clean you up.”
“I don’t want you to.”
“You’ll be glad I have when you wake up in the morning.”
She whimpered, but let him go. He pulled on his boxers and sweatpants before moving into the bathroom. He came back with a cloth. Again, when she reached for it, he drew it back, shaking his head.
“You’re as bad as Owen.”
“I think I should be insulted by that. But if you mean because he insisted on cleaning you up as well . . . then yeah, I am.”
After cleaning her up, he threw the cloth away.
“I don’t want you to go,” she mumbled, already half-asleep.
“Then I won’t go.” He settled on the bed next to her, running his fingers through her hair.
Ooh, that was nice. She placed her head on his thick thigh and he tucked the blankets around her shoulders.
“I wish you could stay, but Jonathan will be back at any time.”
“He’s just your boss. He doesn’t have a say in who you sleep with.”
“He’s so much more than that, I’m afraid.” She yawned.
“So tell me.”
She shook her head. “Wanna sleep. Need Amy.”
“Your Alpaca? Where is she?”
“Bedside drawer. At the back. Hidden.” He moved, rustling around. Then he produced the toy.
She snatched it from his hands.
“Hey, Freckles, no snatching. That’s naughty.”
“Mine.” Why wouldn’t she snatch?
“Yes, she’s yours. But you should still take her nicely and say thank you, Daddy, for getting my stuffie.”
“Thank you, Daddy, for getting Amy. Where’s Tickles?” she asked, alarmed. She’d carried him back from the house.
“He’s here on the floor.”
“Oh no, poor Tickles. The sights he must have seen. He’ll be traumatized.”
Beck just snorted. “I’m sure he’ll see much worse.”
“He’s just a young, impressionable teddy bear, Daddy. We have to look after him.”
“No, he and I need to look after you. Now, snuggle down. I’ll stay until you’re asleep.”
“Promise?”
“Always.”
39
Chloe stared at the rides and games in amazement. “This is so awesome!”
Beck squeezed her hand, smiling at her. To think she’d almost pulled out of coming to the fair. But Pippa had sent a message to make sure she was coming. And for some reason, Jonathan had been eager for her to go. He’d even decided to come too.
Which had really shocked her.
This wasn’t his scene.
Lord, she wished she knew what he was up to. They only had a couple of days left in Escana. Should she tell Beck the truth about what he’d asked her to do. He might listen to her without getting upset. She would have told Hux . . . if he would even look at her.
They were all here tonight, though. Which was surprising. This really didn’t seem like something Owen or Judd would like. And Hux didn’t even want to be around her.
“Hey, you okay?” Beck asked.
She nodded, smiling. She shrugged off her thoughts. Tonight, was about having fun.
“Let’s go, Daddy Beck!” She glanced around, hoping Jonathan wasn’t close by.
“Jonathan wandered off with Ian trailing him,” Owen said, walking up to her. “Let’s go play.” He tugged her toward the games and stopped at a shooting one. “I’m going to win you the biggest toy up there.” He nodded at the panda that was about the same size as her.
“Uh, that’s probably impossible.”
Owen grinned at her. “Baby girl, that’s my middle name.”