His to Claim (The Rowdy Johnson Brothers #4) Read Online Tory Baker

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: The Rowdy Johnson Brothers Series by Tory Baker
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Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 195(@200wpm)___ 156(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
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Once I was done, my body wrapped around hers and both of us were asleep. My thoughts aren’t what have my eyes open in the darkened room; it’s her fingers digging into my side. Neither of us has clothes on. I didn’t bother trying to attempt to dress her, and the same could be said for myself. Why would I want fabric between us when I could have Maeve’s smooth bare skin beside mine? My cock perks up at the idea of flipping her over till she’s on her back. I’d take my time with her, spreading her legs until my hips were between them. My mouth would taste every square inch of her body. Maybe then she’d wake up, and if she didn’t, I’d keep going. I’d wrap my lips around her pretty, pink nipples, sucking on one then the other. My hands would hold her hips down because even in her sleep, I know how greedy Mae can be. She’d lift up to meet me, trying to find her orgasm, rubbing her tight pussy along the underside of my shaft. No fucking way would I let her come without having a taste. Once I was damn good and ready to leave her tits, I’d bury my head between her thick thighs. Her scent, her feel, and her touch, damn it makes me want a taste now.

I know one thing for certain: soon, and I mean very fucking soon, she’s going to ride my face. Breathing is overrated when you’ve got the woman you want willing to meet you match for fucking match while she’s on your face. Thighs on either side of my cheeks, she’ll be wild and free chasing her orgasm. And my hands will be digging into the cheeks of her ass, spreading them open, seeing if she’ll take my finger and if it will set her off further. Only when I’ve had my fill of her taste will I take more. The first time will be one I’m going to keep seared to my memory bank. As much as she’d probably like to ride my cock, there’s no fucking way. When Mae is lost in the middle of sensations, she’s frenzied, eager to get off, and there’s no way the first time is going to be fast. Which is why I’ll be between her legs, feeding her my cock exactly like I did when she sucked me off earlier.

“Shhh, you’re okay, baby girl,” I breathe into the top of her head. The deep depressions against my stomach have me wondering what kind of bullshit followed her into her sleep. There’s no way this can be a dream, not with the way she’s moving and murmuring incoherently. I’ve got one arm beneath her neck, I’m flat on my back, and she’s pressed into my side. When Mae starts making more movements as well as talking in her sleep, I grab the back of her thigh, pulling it over my stomach in order for her not to kick me in the dick. That’d have her waking up out of a dead sleep with the noise I’d make. The family jewels are fucking sensitive, and the only things I want near them are Maeve’s hands, mouth, pussy, or ass.

I go about soothing her. My hands run through the strands of her hair, and I kiss the top of her head and rub the palm of my hand up and down the outside of her thigh. A few minutes later, she settles down. A deep sigh escapes her and she mutters something about don’t let go. I have no idea if this is a nightly or rare occurrence, but I don’t like it, not one damn bit. Tomorrow, or realistically later today when the sun rises and after I hopefully get another few hours of shuteye, I’m going to make it a point to have the talk I’ve been meaning to.

“Joseph,” she whimpers. Damn, never in my life have I liked someone using my given name. Maeve can, and it goes right to my dick.

“Right here, baby girl. I’m right here,” I breathe out quietly, hopeful my voice doesn’t wake her up. The dark circles she had beneath her eyes this afternoon are all too telling. She’s shouldered the burden long enough. I’m not going to let her do it alone. And if Fletch can’t get me some answers soon, I’ll hire a damn private investigator to get to the bottom of this shit. I’ve got the money, family, and a fuck of a lot of time to go after the bastard who's hurting Maeve. I protect what’s mine, and while it took me long enough to pull my head out of my ass, the minute I did, I knew there was no turning back. A fact that every damn person is going to be fully aware of soon enough.



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