Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 71625 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71625 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Her pupils dilated, and she lost focus of what was in front of her—me.
This glazed look overtook her, and I watched as she fell apart.
The need I had for her was all consuming, and the fact that she got there with just a few words, a kiss and my cock, ramped up everything I was feeling.
Also knowing that she was there, I loosened the strings on my control.
The come in my balls felt like it boiling. The tight, wet fist of her pussy erased everything but the thought of me coming from my mind.
And then I was. I detonated and emptied myself inside her in three long bursts.
Moments later, we were both breathing hard. I was sweating up a storm, and Winnie was looking at me with amusement in her eyes.
“Not that I mind erasing your bad morning…but what happened to make it bad?” she whispered, smoothing her hand down my bearded cheek.
I grunted something under my breath and patted her legs that were still wrapped around me.
She took the hint and dropped them to the floor.
Pulling out of her, I immediately grinned and winked.
“I’ll get something to clean you up,” I said as I bent down and reached for my pants.
She waited patiently as I tucked myself back inside of my pants and zipped them up.
I snatched a couple tissues off the corner of Tommy Tom’s desk and handed them to her.
She took them and cleaned herself up while I glanced around the office.
I’d never been in here before, which then cracked me up seeing as the first time I was, it was to use it for sex. It didn’t have anything at all to do with the man who the office belonged to.
“What are you laughing at?” Winnie asked, bending over to grab her scrub pants off the floor.
I explained moments later, causing her to grin.
“Yeah,” she snickered. “I’ve never been in here before, either. I actually wondered where he disappeared to sometimes when his wife was around and not working.”
I just shook my head and chuckled as I walked toward her.
She finished slipping her feet into her shoes without tying them and then lifted her face up toward me with a smile.
I dropped one final kiss on her cheek before I said, “Grab those tissues and trash them in the bathroom when you go…I have to go back to work.”
She sighed and then pulled away as far as the door at her back would let her.
“Try to have a better day?”
I shrugged. “Seems like this full moon is fucking with everyone and everything. Not to mention Aaron had the nerve to mention something about it being fucking ‘quiet’ today.”
Winnie started to laugh and reached for the door, twisting the knob and opening it.
I stepped back and allowed her to do so before following her out of it moments later.
She’d just made it to the bathroom, with five minutes to spare, when I stopped her.
“Winnie?”
“Yeah?” She turned, her eyes sparkling.
I opened my mouth to tell her what I was feeling but was interrupted by the mic at my shoulder going off. “Shooting at South and High.”
I sighed and pinched my nose.
“If I make it back in time, I’ll come over for dinner.”
“Is that your way of telling me that you’d like me to cook?” she teased.
But the smile that she’d forced onto her face didn’t meet her eyes. She was worried.
Which then caused a small amount of exhilaration to surge through my veins.
“Yeah, baby,” I said, crowding her into the door and laying one more kiss on her lips. “It is.”
Then I left and didn’t look back.
Chapter 16
I’d take a Nerf bullet for you.
-Winnie to Steel
Steel
“There are rules,” I said to the kid beside me. He may not be old enough to understand all of what I was saying to him just yet, but he was old enough to listen. Especially with the way he sucked in knowledge like a sponge. For instance, the useless facts that he picked up and then regurgitated whenever he felt like it.
Most of the time, the useless facts he’d spout weren’t relevant to the situation, but for Cody, we didn’t mind. He was the cutest kid on the planet, even my own son hadn’t been that cute.
So, I spoke, telling him the way of a man in this world, just like I’d done, a long time ago, with my own son. “One, you never shake a man’s hand while sitting down.”
“Shake?”
I reached out and took his hand in mine, my big hand engulfing his much smaller one. “Shake. Like this.”
“Shake!” He nodded. “I know how to do that.”
I grinned and let his hand go, not caring in the least that my hand was now sticky like his had been.
He asked for a popsicle when we walked in the house together a few minutes earlier, and I’d thought nothing of it.