Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 67492 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67492 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
“I need this off,” she says, gripping my shirt.
“Yes, ma’am.” My hands go to the back of my shirt at the neck, and I pull it off, tossing it to the floor. Her palms roam freely over my chest, and she exhales.
“Better,” she mumbles, moving in for another mind-numbing kiss.
I slide my fingers up under her shirt, tracing her ribs, until I reach her bra. She pulls away from our kiss and tugs her shirt over her head. My hands slip around to her back and unclasp her bra. With a naughty glint in her eye, she slowly peels the straps off her shoulders before pulling it away and tossing it to the side.
“Perfect,” I rumble. There’s a slight tremble in my hands as I brush my thumbs over her pert nipples. I don’t understand why I’m acting this way. What is it about this woman on my lap that has me so unhinged that my hands are shaking?
“Ollie?”
“Yeah, baby?” I ask, my eyes still laser-focused on her chest.
“More.”
“More what? This?” I bend down and capture a nipple between my lips. I lick and suck and nip gently, just enough to have her squirming on my lap. “Is this more?” I ask, moving to her other breast, giving it the same attention.
“Yes.”
I palm her breasts, testing their weight. They’re perfect. She’s perfect in every way. “Tell me what you want, Blake.”
“I want to come,” she states boldly.
I love that about her. That she’s not afraid to ask for what she wants. She’s not afraid to be open and vulnerable. “Can we take these off?” I tug at the waistband of her leggings.
“Only if you take yours off too.”
I glance down at the dark sweats I’m wearing. I knew we were just hanging out this evening, so I went for comfort. When I nod, she moves from my lap and shimmies out of her leggings while I do the same to my sweats, which leaves me in just my boxer briefs.
“All the way, Thompson.” She gives me a pointed look, like I should already know she wants me naked.
I swallow hard. I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold back if I’m all the way naked, but I also know I can’t tell her no. How this woman is still single is beyond me. I’m thankful that I’m the lucky bastard who gets her time. For now.
“You better catch up, old man,” she says. I look over to see her with her panties in her hand. She swirls them around her finger before she tosses them to the floor.
Knowing there is no turning back, I peel my boxer briefs over my thighs and kick them to the floor. My cock slaps against my stomach, and she makes a sound, something between a groan and a hum of approval. She lies back on the bed, and I turn to my side to study every inch of her. I’m thankful for the glow of the TV giving me the light I need to take in her beauty.
“You got me in my birthday suit, Dr. Thompson. What are you going to do with me?”
“Just Oliver. I’m just Oliver when I’m with you.”
“You’re still a doctor.”
“I know, but I just want to be us. Blakely and Oliver. Making good decisions.” I wink at her. She laughs, and fuck, do I love that sound. “You’re missing your movie, baby.”
“I’ve already seen it.”
“Then why are we watching it?”
“Ollie, it’s Christmas. You must watch Christmas movies at Christmas. Even if you’ve seen it a thousand times before.”
“Well, you watch your movie, and I’ll watch you.” Reaching over, I trace my thumb over her nipple.
“I don’t know. This one is one I’ve never seen before.” She surprises me when she reaches between us and palms my cock. “I think I like this one.” She strokes me gently, almost as if she’s unsure of what she’s doing, but she’s going for it anyway.
“You’re beautiful.”
“You don’t need flattery. You already have me naked in my bed.”
“It’s not flattery. It’s the truth, and I wanted to tell you. I don’t know if I ever have, and with you here next to me, I need you to know that I think you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
“You make me feel beautiful. I’ve never had a man look at me the way you do.”
I lean in and kiss her. It’s meant to be just a soft press of my lips against hers, but she moves closer and tosses her leg over mine. Her tits press against my chest, and my cock is close to her pussy. I can feel her heat, and it’s driving me insane.
Slowing the kiss, I say, “Tell me what you want, baby.”
“I… I don’t know. I know I’ve never felt like this. I’ve never had this… need to be close to someone. To touch them, to kiss them, and to just be with them.”