Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
We get into two gators, and I make sure mine is with Ada. “Want to talk about it?” I ask her. “One married woman to another?” She looks at me briefly before turning her attention back to the road.
“Do you and Jasper, you know, share your marital bed as intended?” It’s almost comical she asks me this. I thought anyone would be able to tell considering when we are around one another we can't keep our hands off each other. But, we are all getting used to being more open and freer with our conversation.
“We do,” I tell her. “Don’t you and Geeb?” She shakes her head no and a lone tear falls from her face. “Well, we didn’t right away. Maybe he just needs time. You both should spend time getting to know one another. Start off slow.”
“I guess. I just…I just don’t think he likes me.”
“What? Why would you think that? How could he not like you? You’re beautiful,” I tell her rubbing her shoulder. She simply shrugs her shoulders and keeps on driving. Mental note: Talk to Jasper about Geeb. I want all of them to find what I have. It feels so good to be loved.
Chapter Thirteen
Jasper
Two Weeks Later
“Are you ready, baby?” I ask from our bedroom. Sadie has been in the closet getting ready for almost twenty minutes. All I want to do is march into the closet, lean her over the chair in the corner and fuck her so hard she’ll feel me for days. I am about to do just that when she finally answers me.
“Yes,” she says. I hear her heels clicking on the wood floor before she comes out. My jaw drops when I see her. She’s always gorgeous, but tonight she’s wearing a knee-length black dress and tiny heels. She looks so fucking good I am about to say fuck it and stay in, but she deserves to be taken out on the town.
Dinner and a movie is on agenda for tonight. I take her into Charleston, which is the closet movie theater. It’s the first time she’s been inside one. Instead of watching the movie, we sit in the back row and make out like teenagers. I had wanted to see this movie, but I honestly couldn’t tell you what it was about. Our dinner reservations fall to the wayside as I get her back out to the truck.
After two hours and sixteen minutes of kissing her, my cock is rock hard and ready to sink into her.
“That was fun… Is that what people do at the movies?” she asks as I pull out into traffic. I should be heading toward home. I need her now. It amazes me how much she pleases me. I can only hope I please her as much as she pleases me. Everything she does makes me happy.
“Teenagers do. I thought you could use that experience,” I say chuckling. The movement makes my jeans tighten on my cock. I can’t wait a second longer to have her.
Close to home, I pull off into one of my fields. I slam the gear shifter into park and slide my chair all the way back.
“What are we doing here?” she asks, looking around. “I thought we were having dinner.”
“Come here, baby,” I say instead of answering her. She grins at me and scrambles over the center console. She knows what I need. I’m willing to bet some money her pussy is dripping with that same need. She straddles my lap. I run my hands up her thighs, pushing her skirt up as a I go. I’m surprised to find that she’s not wearing any panties. “No panties?” I growl, unsure if I’m pissed about that or if it turns me on. Probably both.
“I knew I forgot something,” she says, biting her lip. She leans down and kisses me while expertly opening my jeans with one hand. Reaching inside, she pulls my cock out and strokes it. She looks around outside the car. It’s dark and there’s nothing around for several miles.
“No one can see us, Sadie. Do you really think I’d allow someone to see you like this? So wet and open for me. Not a fucking chance.” She nods, raises herself up and guides my cock to her pussy hole. She sinks down on me slowly, moaning as she goes.
“Jasper,” she groans my name as I thrust up into her.
“Ride me, wife,” I demand, gripping her hips, guiding me though she doesn’t need me to.
“Oh my gosh, Jasper. Please. Please give me more,” she begs, and I fuck up into her harder as she slams down. Over and over we do this until she comes screaming my name and I fill her, shouting hers.
“I love you,” I tell her, kissing her again before moving down her neck and sucking on her pulse point.