Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14546 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 73(@200wpm)___ 58(@250wpm)___ 48(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14546 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 73(@200wpm)___ 58(@250wpm)___ 48(@300wpm)
I try to go back to sleep, but it’s impossible. When the sun starts to rise through the curtains, Maddy becomes restless and shifts her body until she’s almost lying on top of me. My arms go around her, and I can’t hold the moan in as she shifts her weight against me. We fit together perfectly.
“Josh,” she whispers, her hot breath hitting my chest.
I slide my hand up and down her back. “Yeah, honey?”
Her hand slides across my chest, down my stomach, and she doesn’t stop until it’s wrapped around the girth of my cock. She gives it a good stroke. “Is this for me?”
My hips buck into her hand. “Fuck, baby. You know it is. I’ve been hard for you all night.”
She lifts her head, looking at me with concern. “Isn’t that painful?”
I put a piece of hair behind her ear. “Not as painful as it would be for you if I tried to have you again.”
She lifts herself up and slides her leg across me until she’s straddling me, her hot pussy pressed into my lower belly. “I’ve heard it’s good like this. With the girl on top. Can I try it?”
But before I can even answer her, she’s lifting herself and positioning herself over me. She slides her body slowly down my shaft, and her insides form and contract around me. “Fuck, that feels good.”
“Mmmm-hmmmm,” she moans. “Yes, it does.” She raises her hips and then comes down again. She leans forward, her hands on my chest, and she moves this way and that way. I put my hands on her hips and help her move, help her find what she wants, and it isn’t long before she’s pulsing around me, gripping me and holding me in, even when she’s moving away from me. I want to give in and explode inside her, but I don’t. I want this to last forever.
She rides me, and I can’t take my eyes off her. She’s so beautiful, and my heart expands filling my chest until I feel like I can’t breathe. “Let go, Maddy. Let it happen.”
Her eyes flash to meet mine, and instantly we both go over the edge, raw emotion taking over as I grunt and tell her I love her over and over.
When she falls down on top of me, we’re both breathing hard. We’re sweaty, and there’s so much going on that we really should be getting up. But I don’t. I hold her to me, wanting just a few more minutes where it’s just the two of us and nothing else matters.
Maddy
Josh has tried to coax me out of the bed for the last twenty minutes, but I’m not having it. He finally leaves me be and gives me a kiss before telling me he’s going to church.
I roll onto my back and smirk up at him. “How often do you guys have church? And isn’t it weird to call it that?”
He sits down on the edge of the bed and shrugs his shoulders. “We have it whenever we need to, and I guess it is weird it’s called church. I’ve never thought about it, really, but it makes sense to me. We make all the important decisions in there. We help each other out and make plans for what the club’s future looks like in there. Friendships are made in there. We’re a group of men that are loyal to each other, the club, and our ol’ ladies. I mean all of it. I guess, if you think about it, it’s a perfect name for it.”
I smile softly at him. “You’re right. It is perfect.”
He pushes my hair from my face. “So you getting up now?”
I stretch and yawn before answering him. “Yep, I have to get to work. I hate to leave my dad in a bind and well, now that he knows about this, there’s no reason I can’t show up.”
“You’re not going to the store.”
I stop as soon as my feet hit the floor. “What? Yes. I am.”
He grabs on to my hand. “Damn, I’m going to have to get used to this. I don’t know why I thought I could tell you what to do and you’d just listen.” He strokes his hand through his beard and then puts his arms around my waist. He’s still sitting on the bed looking up at me. “Can you please not go in to work today? I need to check on a few things and I want to make sure it’s one hundred percent safe before you go back to work.”
“But my dad? If you’re worried about me, does that mean my dad…”
He stands up and hugs me, tucking my head under his chin. “Don’t worry about your dad. We have someone outside the shop, and I sent one of the prospects to help him inside. He’ll be fine.”