Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
I couldn’t let him know I’d overheard.
Choosing my words carefully, I replied, “I doubt it. Even if they do get engaged, they’ll have to plan the wedding. We would have it out of our systems by then.”
His brows drew together in a frown. “Will we?”
I wasn’t sure if I needed to answer that. It felt more like he was asking himself and not me. I stared up at him.
“Bottoms off,” he ordered, letting me go.
I hurried to slide them down my legs while he watched. When I kicked them out of the way and looked back up at him, he had his dick in his hand stroking it. I wanted to touch it, too, but I didn’t. I just watched him.
“The way you look at my cock is really fucking good for my ego,” he drawled.
I lifted my gaze to his. “It’s a great cock.”
“What do you want, Lollipop?” he asked me. “Use your dirty mouth to tell me.”
I licked my lips, and he chuckled.
“As tempting as that is, I want inside of that pussy this time. You can suck it later.”
“Sit on that chair,” I told him, pointing over to the plush white high-back chair over by the entrance to the sunroom.
I walked over and pushed his shorts down to his ankles. He sat down, his cock standing straight up. I pulled my cover-up off, then untied my bikini top, dropping it to the floor. I went to straddle him, and his hands went to my waist as I sank down on him.
“AH!” I winced as he stretched me. I was tender from all the sex, but it was the good kind of pain. It made me feel more.
“Does it hurt?” Trev asked, brushing hair from my face.
“Yes, but I like it.”
“Tell me how it hurts.”
“I’m sore from being stretched by your dick.”
A pleased rumble vibrated in his chest.
I lifted myself up and sank back down, then picked up the rhythm as I coated his length with my arousal, getting him slick. Once I was done, I began to bounce up and down. Each time I dropped down onto his cock, it hit that spot deep inside that felt so incredible.
“Fuuuck, Lollipop,” he groaned. His hands went to my breasts, letting them jostle around in his palms with my movement.
His heated gaze was on my tits in his hands.
“Pinch my nipples,” I told him.
He glanced up at me for a moment, then began to gently rub them between his thumb and forefinger.
“Hard, Trev. Pinch them!”
His clamp on them became intense, and I moaned.
“YES!”
“I fucking love your tits,” he growled. “Pretty pink nipples.”
I cried out as I slammed down on his cock hard. “Bite them!”
He looked up at me, then grabbed my waist, pulling me to him. His teeth teased one before putting enough pressure to make it feel amazing.
“AH! It hurts. I want more.”
His teeth bit down harder, and the exquisite peak rushed through me. Throwing my head back, I shouted Trev’s name. His arms wrapped around me, holding me to him as he thrust into me, burying himself deep, filling me so good that it hurt. My tight walls felt the pulses from his thick shaft as each spurt shot inside me. His body locked up, then jerked as he held on to me.
“Fuck.”
I listened to him gasp for air. His head dropped to my shoulder, and he inhaled deeply. I savored the connection. Having him stay inside me. When we were locked together like this, I felt something that my body craved. In that moment, I wasn’t scared. The worries I carried were gone.
I didn’t want to move. If I could keep him like this forever, I would. That was my sickness though. Not his.
“Do you need more?” he asked, pressing a kiss to my neck.
I always needed more, but I was also afraid he’d end this too soon if I didn’t give him a break. “Do you?” I asked.
He leaned back, and his beautiful gray eyes looked up at me. “We can’t break your pussy, right? Because you keep wanting it harder and you’re so tight.”
A laugh caught in my throat, and he grinned.
“Why don’t you try to break it?”
He groaned and pulled my face to his for a kiss. “Don’t tempt me.”
Nineteen
Trev
Ten times. I shook my head, grinning as I walked down toward the stables. Since I had opened my eyes this morning, I’d fucked Gypsi ten times. That wasn’t counting the two porn-worthy, Hall of Fame blow jobs she had given me. My dick had never been used so much in such a short time. The last thing I wanted to do was leave her and go down to the fucking cellars.
Whoever this bastard was, we needed to get it handled. Gypsi had been getting in a bubble bath when I left. If I had stayed, we’d have fucked again. I could not sate that woman. She was so damn hungry for my cock that it was crazy. And the times she’d had me choke her, I had come even harder. I had seen fucking stars. Which meant I was some kind of twisted. I was a Hughes, so that made sense.