Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 59000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
“I-I should peek in on her.”
“Do it now, because once I start with you, I’m not going to be able to stop.”
He opened the door, and I sidled past him, feeling the strength in his body. The thickness of him that proved how much he wanted me.
I looked back at him. “You better be naked when I get back.”
“You better brace yourself,” he replied, lowering his hand to his zipper.
I hurried down the hall, checking on Lucy. I already knew she was fine. Once she was out, she rarely ever woke up, and she slept soundly. I peeked in on Evan. He was asleep, one arm flung out. His headphones were on, so I knew he was good for the night as well.
Then I stopped in the bathroom and gave myself a few moments to calm down and get ready.
I pulled off my clothes, splashed some water on my overheated skin, and tugged on my robe, wishing it were a pretty, sexy silk one instead of a well-worn, no-longer-fuzzy-in-patches one.
Then I decided it probably didn’t matter. I had a feeling once I went back into my bedroom, it would disappear pretty fast.
I took a deep breath and headed down the hall to where Liam was waiting.
Chapter Six
Liam
She was beautiful and nervous as she stepped into the room, shutting the door quietly behind her. Her hair gleamed under the lights, the glints of red shimmering in the dark tresses. Her eyes were wide with worry and desire, and her fingers clenched and unclenched on the belt of her worn robe.
She needed a new one. New furniture. A more comfortable bed. I was barely going to fit on this double, but for now, I would make it work. I didn’t care how sore my back and legs would be tomorrow. I wanted her too much to care. And soon, I would make sure she had everything she needed to be comfortable, too.
I stood, wearing only my black boxers. My desire was evident, the bulge thick and aching, tenting the front. Her eyes widened farther as I approached, offering her my hand. She came to me willingly and sighed as I settled my mouth on hers. I loved the little sound of contentment she made every time our lips touched. I stepped back, taking her with me until my legs hit the mattress. Breaking our kiss, I sat down, looking up at her as I slid my hands to the knot at her waist.
“Can I?” I asked.
Her breathing stuttered.
“Talk to me.”
“I’m-I’m not perfect, Liam. I have stretch marks from Lucy. I’m not—”
I cut her off. “You’re beautiful.”
I untied the knot and reached up, pushing the robe off her shoulders. It fell to the floor with a low thump, and I caught my breath. Her skin was creamy and smooth. Her breasts full with deep rosy-colored nipples that begged for my mouth. She was curvy with a sweet indentation at her waist that flared to full hips. Her legs were slender, and I wanted them wrapped around me.
Now.
I kissed her stomach, ghosting my lips over the tiny silvery lines that feathered along her hips. I slid my hands around her, spreading them wide on her back as I used my mouth to relay how lovely she was to me. I whispered words of adoration to her skin, following a path to her heavy breasts, taking a nipple into my mouth and sucking. Her head fell back as I paid equal attention to the other side, then ran my mouth down, going lower, burying my face and nuzzling into the heat between her legs. She whimpered as I worshiped her with my mouth for the next moments, then pulled her down on top of me on the mattress. Our mouths met as our hands explored each other, discovering and learning. She was ticklish under her ribs. She loved having her nipples sucked and nibbled. She shuddered as my fingers explored her cleft, running along the slit to her ass and back. I groaned at the scrape of her teeth on my neck, the feel of her hand stroking me. She pulled off my boxers, and my cock sprang free, hot, heavy, and already leaking for her.
“I want to taste you,” she murmured.
I rolled her over. “Next time. The second your mouth is on me, I’ll come. I want to be inside you the first time.”
“I’m on the pill.”
“I have condoms.”
“No,” she whispered. “Just you.”
I settled between her legs, gliding my cock along her entrance. She was hot, wet, and ready. I was aching with want. Needing to be inside her. She reached down, guiding my head to her entrance.
“Please.”
I snapped my hips, burying myself inside her. Her eyes went wide and her back arched. She made a low, sexy noise in the back of her throat. I held myself still, the urge to thrust and claim overpowering. But I wanted this to be good for her. I wanted her writhing in pleasure under me. Screaming my name. Quietly, since we didn’t want visitors.