Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 110278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 551(@200wpm)___ 441(@250wpm)___ 368(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 551(@200wpm)___ 441(@250wpm)___ 368(@300wpm)
“That was fun. I can’t wait to do it again,” she murmurs into my neck.
“Fuck, yeah, but you give me a few minutes. I’m going to return the favor,” I say before kissing her, not caring that she has the flavor of my cum on her tongue. I’m more aggressive with our kiss this time around. Our tongues meet, and I delve deep, wanting her to know how much I want and need her.
My cock is already standing again, even after she drained me dry. I move her to her back, my body hovering above her, and we never stop kissing.
NINE
KELLIE
I have to say that having Bridger underneath me was the most freeing I have ever felt. Not only that, it made me feel like I could conquer the world with how he came in my mouth.
Now though, I have a feeling he’s going to rock my world.
“You ready for this? We don’t have to go all the way, but I do want to make you come. You let me know how far you want to go though, okay?” God, this man.
“I want this, Bridger. Maybe not all the way right this moment, but I want to know what it feels like to have an orgasm and it not be brought on by my own fingers.” I show him how much I’m ready for this by taking my tank top off, flinging it somewhere in the room. Hopefully not on Legend. That thought causes me to giggle.
“God damn, what I wouldn’t give to see you in the light right now. To see just how beautiful you are bared to me.” I guess tonight will be the night of discovery. I want to see Bridger as badly as he wants to see me. That’s what has me reaching over to the nightstand. “Watch your eyes,” I mumble before stretching and turning the lamp on.
My arm is up over my head, the other is holding on to the sheets while I try not to slide off the bed. Bridger, though… damn, he’s my very own GQ model. He’s completely naked. This man, he must have lost his shorts somewhere along the way. For all I know, I could have helped him when we were in the heat of the moment. His muscles are on full display, along with the tattoo that’s on his left peck and goes down to his shoulder in a mural. It’s a tribute to his life while he was in the Army Rangers, not to mention one of the men who passed away in his platoon. I’ve heard him talk about it to Slade when he was having a bad day, which I thought were few and far between with the way Bridger jokes around so much. Seems like the man I’m falling in love with has a lot of facets to uncover.
The way my legs are spread for him, I can feel his length through the thin pajama shorts I’m wearing, and I want to feel our skin against each other.
“Look at you, Kel. You’re fucking gorgeous. Those tits of yours, they’re enough to make me weak in the knees. You’d like that too, wouldn’t you, me on my knees in front of you, paying homage to these.” His hands come into play. He cups my breasts from beneath, his thumb grazing over my nipples.
“Bridger,” I whoosh out. He leans down, his tongue licking a path around one nipple while his thumb plays with the other, teasing me. I swear this man teases the hell out of me on a daily basis. His smoldering glances, his lingering touches on my hand, down to even the funny jokes he leaves written on my desk.
“Don’t tease me, please.” My legs tighten around his waist, and I arch into him, wanting to feel his length if he isn’t going to give me his mouth on my nipples.
“You like how I tease you. I know you do. Maybe I’ll tease the both of us tonight.”
“Not happening, not tonight. I’ll use my own fingers if you try it,” I smart off, my hand skating a path down my body as I bypass his mouth that’s still teasing me.
“Fuck that. The only fingers that will be going near your pussy will be mine.” Bridger’s hand finds mine, and he moves it so ours are entwined together, yet he’s holding me captive from where I yearn to be.
“Two can play that game.” Doing what needs to be done, I push myself closer to his length, the ridge playing right where my clit is, wishing like hell that I took off my own stupid shorts at this point.
“Sunshine, you can’t do that, or I’ll want more.” He grinds down on me, giving me what I need.
“Take my shorts off. I want to feel all of you.”