Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 80517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
“Oh. My. God,” she says out loud as her eyes finally make contact with my cock, her fingers trying to wrap around the base, but it's so big they don’t touch. When her hand moves up my shaft, I hiss out over her.
“You’re killing me, babe.”
She shakes her head. “Nope, not yet, but I will.” Is the last thing she says before she leans in, licking the tip. “Get ready for third base.”
Her mouth covers the tip of my cock, my eyes closing while I try not to come right away. Her small hand squeezes my cock while her mouth tries to deep throat me, stopping halfway down. I open my eyes, watching her hair fall over her face, blocking the view of my cock sliding into her mouth. I take one hand, pushing her hair to the side while my hips move on their own, thrusting into her mouth. Her hand works with her mouth, coming up when her mouth comes up. Her tongue curls around me while she sucks me back down into her mouth. My other hand goes to the back of her head as my hips continue to thrust, this time going a little deeper. Her moaning shoots through my cock down to my balls.
“Fuck. I’m not going to last long.” And I’m not lying either. Her mouth on me, it’s almost my breaking point. She sucks me, her cheeks going hollow, and then her eyes meet mine. My balls get tight, and I know I’m about to come. “I’m going to come,” I tell her while I let go of her head so she can move her head, but she doesn’t. She just sucks me deeper, her eyes never leaving mine as I let go and come into her mouth, watching her swallow all that I have to offer. She doesn’t let me go till I empty inside of her mouth. She continues for a minute longer till she’s sure I’m done.
The minute my cock leaves her mouth, she smiles at me shyly, turning her face to the side, trying to get off the bed. I stop her by putting my hand under her chin. “Not so fast there.”
She stops, facing me.
“Naked.”
She looks confused.
“From now on, new rule. We sleep naked.”
“I’m not sleeping naked. I don’t like sleeping naked. What if there’s a fire?” she asks me while my hand leaves her chin. “What if there’s a fire and I have to run in the street naked?”
I smile at her, seeing that she is secretly freaking out about sleeping naked. “Babe, if there’s a fire, I’ll make sure you're dressed before we go out.”
She crosses her arms over her chest. “What if the fire starts in my closet and I have no clothes?”
I lean down and kiss her on the lips, smiling. “Okay, leave a robe by the bed. Happy?” I get off the bed. “Problem solved. Now I’m going to make sure everything is locked. Get into bed.”
She turns around to get off the bed, picking up her bra from the floor.
“Naked, babe.”
I walk out of the room while she is glaring at me, going downstairs and making sure everything is locked up. I pick up my phone from the counter and go upstairs. I walk into the room that’s now dark, and I see her under the covers in almost a ball.
I walk over to my side of the bed, tossing the covers over while getting underneath them. I go to the middle where I touch her bare skin. She came to bed naked, for me. Smiling, I pull her to me.
“Fuck off, Matthew,” she tells me, making me laugh into her neck. “We better not be naked in the middle of the street.”
My hand rests on her stomach while I kiss her neck and listen to her fall asleep. The sound of her soft breathing fills the room. I hear my phone buzz, but I don’t move away from her. Whatever it is can wait for morning. Closing my eyes, I follow her into sleep.
I don’t know what time it is, but all I hear are phones ringing. I open my eyes slowly, my arm dead asleep with Karrie’s head on it. She must hear the ringing also because she shoots her arm out to grab the phone.
“Hello.” Her voice is still sleepy. I don’t know who is on the phone, but she bolts up, grabbing the sheet from falling down her chest. “What are you talking about?” she asks, throwing her legs off the bed and rushing to her closet. “Where are they saying that he was?” I get up, grabbing my phone, seeing the twenty-seven missed calls from Cooper, along with one text.
You better be fucking sleeping! IN YOUR OWN BED!!!
My eyebrows pinch together in confusion while Karrie comes out of her closet, dressed in yoga pants and a sweater that falls off a shoulder, showing her perfect skin. My cock must think it’s time to play because he’s ready for action.