Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 78(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 78(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
Once the security expert assured him nothing could get through the system, Cohen finally stopped obsessing over every single creak in the house.
Sunday night after dinner, we put on our night clothes and settle in to watch one of my favorite movies. Once the action starts, I decide that maybe I should help my caveman relax a little. I snuggle against his side and slowly run my hand along the waistband of his pajama pants.
“You’re going to miss the movie,” he warns as I let my pinky finger brush against his hard cock.
“I’ve already seen it.” I smile against the side of his neck and slowly slide my hand into his sweatpants before wrapping it around his erection.
Cohen throws his head back against the sofa and groans my name, encouraging me. I slide down to my knees and glance up into his eyes as I work at sliding his sweatpants down past his hips. He arches his back and helps me. His large erection pops free, and I wrap my hand around it and slowly stroke while I place little kisses on his upper thigh.
He digs his fingers into my hair and pulls the hair tie free before tossing it aside. I lean over and run my tongue along the tip before licking my way down the length of his dick.
When I close my lips around his erection and suck, his powerful thigh begins to shake. I throw myself into driving him to the edge then pull back and give him a few seconds to recover before I start the entire process again. My thin nightshirt rubs against my sensitive boobs, sending sparks of electricity shooting through my blood. I’m pretty sure I could get off without him even touching me.
“I can’t take anymore,” he growls and reaches under my arms to lift me against him. My legs settle on either side of his thighs, and Cohen reaches between us and rips my silky thong right off my body.
“I can’t believe you did that,” I gasp. “I’m not sure I have any more clean undies.” What can I say? I’ve been too busy to do laundry lately.
“Then go without.” He drags my face down to meet his as he nudges my opening with his hard cock. “On second thought, I’ll spank your little ass if you leave my house without underwear on.”
“Make up your mind,” I tease as he slowly lowers me onto his erection. My eyes fall closed and fireworks erupt behind my eyelids as he kisses me. He grips my hips tightly and drags me down to meet each of his upward thrusts.
Chapter 8
Cohen
My speed demon is trying to kill me. Her silky walls tighten around my cock, and I know I’m not going to last too long if she keeps doing that. I lean over and close my lips around one of her hard nipples through her thin silky nightshirt while slipping my hand between us to rub my thumb across her hard little clit.
Calista chants my name as tremors run through her curvy frame. I make sure to circle my hips with each thrust, driving us both insane.
The movie continues playing in the background as we orgasm together while a vision of little redheaded angels who look just like Calista plays through my mind. At the rate I’ve been pouring my cum deep in her sweet little pussy, she should be carrying my child already.
The next morning, I drop her off at the brewery before making my way over to the station for another uneventful shift. At least the morning starts off pretty quiet. I have to rescue Mrs. Halloran’s cat from certain death in the neighbor’s tree before heading over to the high school to take a report on vandalism of the boy’s gym.
I’m driving through town, intending to do one of my usual brewery drive-bys when my personal cell phone rings. I see Dillon’s number and wonder why my boss is bugging me today. “Hello.”
“I need you to stay calm.” His words cause my heart to seize in my chest. It looks like my quiet day just took a fucking one-eighty turn.
“What the fuck is going on?” Telling someone to stay calm is a guaranteed way to make sure they freak the fuck out. Visions of my little speed demon burst through my mind as my heart shudders to a halt in my chest. Fuck me. I won’t survive if something has happened to my girl.
“Raven Sterling was meeting a friend for lunch at the brewery when she saw a man leading Calista to a black car. When Calista noticed Raven, she mouthed the words ‘help me.’” Fuck. My fingers tighten on the steering wheel as I fight to breathe. “Owen Wild is pulling up the security video, and I’m pulling up at the brewery now to take a look at it.”