Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 139029 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 695(@200wpm)___ 556(@250wpm)___ 463(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 139029 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 695(@200wpm)___ 556(@250wpm)___ 463(@300wpm)
“You know, you might be right. My mouth might be my best physical asset.”
Dustin heard Jessie clear her throat. “You might have two.”
Caressing her breast with his stroking tongue, he flipped her nipple. “Yours are your tits, but your ass is a close second.” He appreciatively squeezed the one in his hand, using it to increase the pace of his thrusts.
Rotating his hips, he plunged in again and again, ratcheting the sensations she was feeling inside her into a desire-ridden haze that had her moving back against him eagerly. When her movements increased, he knew she was close to coming.
Releasing her hands, his hands went to her hips. His muscles flexed as he took her weight to lift them both farther onto the air mattress, covering her with his body.
Battling back searing waves of lust, Dustin lost count, Jessie’s instinctive movements turning his brain to mush.
When she got more experience, he would be lucky to be able to count to ten with the way she was wiggling her hips.
When she went taut under him, giving a startled scream, Dustin stopped trying to fight his climax. He had devoted his efforts to maximizing her pleasure. Achieving his goal, he was now allowed to find his own.
Clasping her ass cheeks, he moved her hips, building the speed his cock needed to send him over the edge. Biting back a loud yell when he found it, he ground into her so that neither of them could move.
Shuddering, he smashed his mouth down, thrusting his tongue inside to fuck her mouth the way his dick was doing to her pussy.
Her fervent response had his dick twitching inside her. When it finally stopped moving, he broke the kiss, panting for air and falling onto the air mattress next to her.
“Damn, that was good,” he huffed out.
What air he had been able to catch was lost when she hit him on his abs.
“You just thought it was good?”
Dustin rolled to his side to cradle her in his arms. “It needs a little improvement,” he teased, reminding her of the letters she had sent home when Logan went to her daycare.
Giving him a chiding glance, she stroked her hand down his arm. “How much more improvement do I need to earn a star?”
“A lot. But don’t worry, I’m a good teacher. I’ll get you there. I’m willing to put in the extra work to get you where you need to be.”
“And what’s the ultimate goal?” The tip of her tongue came out to provocatively lick the pulse on his neck that still hadn’t settled down.
Dustin gave her lascivious smile. “For you to make me see stars.”
27
Waving to Jessie as she took another look back before walking into her house, Dustin waited until she closed the door before turning back to go home. Yawning, he hoped the shower he planned to take when he got home would wake him up. He promised Jessie that he would drive her to church.
When he reached the tree that his brothers had carved their names into with Holly’s and Sutton’s, Dustin took out his knife.
He stared at his and Jessie’s initials after blowing the shavings away, proud of his handiwork.
Sheathing the knife, he continued on his way. Holly was already up when he came in through the door.
“Morning.”
Dustin went into the kitchen at her greeting.
“You’re up early,” he said, taking a piece of bacon that Holly had set on a platter on the table.
“Greer has first shift this morning,” she explained, setting a plate of toast on the table.
Dustin walked to the refrigerator, taking out the butter and the orange juice to help her. They had lived in the same house long enough that they moved in unison around the small space.
“Ouch, I bet he’s not happy.”
“He tried to switch with two other deputies, but they hate working the morning shift as much as he does. You want me to fry you a couple of eggs?”
“No thanks. I’ll fix me a plate when I get out of the shower. Logan still sleeping?”
“He’s getting dressed.”
“Cool.” Taking another piece of bacon, he went to his bedroom to get his clothes before going into the bathroom.
Showering, he tried to think of a way to show Jessie the joys of fucking in the shower. He hated the thought of taking her to the same hotel he had others. He was familiar with each of the rooms. Using the shower at her house wasn’t an option, nor was the one here, unless he could come up with an excuse to get rid of his family members.
He was still thinking of his options after he was dressed and back in the kitchen, finding Greer already gone, and Logan was sitting at the table, coloring, as Holly finished her breakfast.
“Greer’s already gone?”
Holly stared at the clothes he was wearing. “You took a long shower.”