Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Glancing around, I saw part of his uniform lying over the sofa and that familiar pull in my lower stomach started building. Mmm…something about Preston in his uniform turned me on.
Making my way into the master bedroom, I heard the shower going. Smiling, I quickly stripped out of my running clothes and snuck into the bathroom. Preston was standing in the middle of the shower, his head leaned back, eyes closed, and hot, steaming water running down his sinfully perfect body.
Stepping into the shower, I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his back. “I missed you.”
Turning, Preston placed his finger on my chin and lifted it so we were looking face to face. “I missed you more. I couldn’t sleep, damn it. I wanted to have you in my arms listening to your soft breathing lull me to sleep.”
Smiling, I placed my hand on the side of his face. “Let me wash you.”
Taking the soap from his hands, I moved it over his body. First his arms, then his legs. Licking my lips as I watched his dick grow harder, I wished like hell I had the courage to take him in my mouth. Cleaning his chest, I glanced down at it again.
Fuck it. I was going for it. Setting the soap in the container, I rubbed along Preston’s chest as he dropped his head back. Dropping down, I quickly took him into my mouth.
“Fuck!” Preston hissed through his teeth. Taking him as deep as I could, I worked my hand up and down his shaft as I sucked and licked his dick.
Preston let out moan after moan as he laced his fingers through my hair and began moving his hips. I remembered something one of the girls at work said about playing with their balls and applying light pressure to their backside. Lifting my hand, I played with his balls and then slowly moved my finger back.
Sucking in a breath of air, Preston pulled me up, lifted me into his arms, and backed me into the shower wall. Slowly sinking down on him, I sighed in relief. Dropping my head back against the wall, I let out a whimper of need.
“Harder! Preston, harder!” I screamed out.
Preston quickly picked up the pace as I felt my orgasm growing. “Yes!” I screamed out as my orgasm hit me. The waves of pleasure rolled across my body as I squeezed down on his dick.
One last push and Preston let out a low, rumbling grunt as he pressed his lips to mine and lifted me higher. He hit my sweet spot again and I gasped into his mouth as another orgasm started. Pulling away, he panted, “Fucking hell, you’re squeezing my dick and getting out every ounce of cum I’ve got.”
I loved it when Preston talked dirty to me. Smiling, I wrapped my legs around him tighter as we stood there for a few minutes. I loved that he was never in a rush to pull out of me. The connection we shared was amazing and I cherished it each and every time we made love.
Pulling out of me, he slowly let me down. “Jesus, you have no idea how much I needed that.”
Grinning, I purred, “Me, too.”
Quickly finishing up the shower, we both dried off and soon found ourselves in bed, where Preston slowly made love to me.
Running my finger up and down his chest, I listened to him breathing.
“What are you thinking about, Harmony?”
Smiling, I said, “How perfect this is.” Moving my head, I rested my chin on the back of my hand as it lay on his chest. “About how happy I am and how happy you make me.”
Reaching down, he pulled me up closer to him, then pulled my lower lip into his mouth and gently sucked on it. “You make me happy, Harmony Banks. Don’t ever forget it.”
Before we got lost in yet another kiss, I pulled back and whispered against his lips, “Are you hungry? I made a roast and a peach cobbler.”
Pushing me off him, Preston made me laugh as he jumped up, got dressed, and called over his shoulder, “Meet you downstairs, baby.”
Sitting up, I pulled my knees to my chest and smiled. I made a note to myself to call my brother and tell him he needed to ask Sandy as soon as possible to marry him. Life was too short to wait.2
“Harmony! Baby, come on before I eat the cobbler first!”
Giggling, I jumped up and threw on one of Preston’s T-shirts and rushed to the kitchen.
Yes. I’m happy and I’m not going to feel guilty about it. I’d give anything to have my baby back, but Preston has taught me that I can be happy once again.
Chapter 20
Choices
Preston
Sitting at the table, I couldn’t concentrate. “Ward, what the fuck? Are you going to play or stare off into space?”