Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81694 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81694 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
I looked up at her, and she was frowning.
“I’m not sure you need me.”
“Trust me, baby, I need you,” I assured her. In so many ways.
She didn’t seem convinced but went to adjust the pillows behind me. They were fine, but if this was going to get her tits in my face, she could fucking do what she wanted. Reaching up, I cupped one of her full tits in my hand and squeezed. She froze and looked down at me.
“Take your time,” I said, rubbing my thumb over her nipple, wishing this shirt were off.
She stood up slowly, as if she hadn’t wanted to move but she was finished with the pillows. “Can I get you something to eat? Or drink?”
“You can lie down beside me,” I said.
She bit her bottom lip and glanced over at the chair she used to sit in. Like hell was she sitting over there now.
“You sure it’ll be comfortable for you?”
“Swear.”
She slipped off her shoes and walked around to climb onto the bed.
“All the way over here,” I said, knowing she was going to stop too far away.
She moved until the side of her body brushed up against mine.
“What do you want to watch?” I asked, picking up the remote and turning on the television.
“Doesn’t matter.”
I flicked through the movies until I found one we’d once watched on a date. She wouldn’t know that, but I wanted to see her watch it. There were some heavy sex scenes in it, and I’d had a memorable time with her in the back row of the dark theater.
Turning it on, I stretched out my arm and looked at her. “Come here.”
She paused. “Will this hurt your ribs?”
“Not if you’re gentle.”
She moved closer and laid her head on my shoulder, turning into me. I slid my good leg between her legs. She finally curled into me. Fucking hell, I’d missed this. Turning, I pressed my mouth to the top of her head and kissed it. Soaking in her scent.
The movie was starting, and her attention was focused on it completely. My eyes, however, were on her long, smooth legs that my leg was resting between. My tan skin against her pale skin had always stirred my possessive side. Didn’t know fucking why, but with Shiloh, nothing had ever made sense.
Finally tearing my eyes off her body before my dick got any harder, I watched the screen. It was thirty minutes before the first sex scene started. The explicit nature of it caused her cheeks to flush. She wiggled a little, and I bent my knee, moving my leg up until it pressed against her pussy. I felt her body freeze. I rubbed my leg against her, and she gasped, and then her eyes went back to the screen.
Slowly, she began to rock against my leg. The hand I didn’t have wrapped around her fisted at my side. She pressed down harder, and I pushed against her.
“Rub it off on me, baby,” I whispered close to her ear. I watched the goose bumps cover her arms.
Her little pants were going straight to my dick. I stuck my hand down the front of my shorts and adjusted myself. The scene ended, but I wasn’t done with this.
“Take off your shorts for me,” I said.
She tilted her head back and looked up at me.
“Get them off and let me play.”
Her sharp intake of air caused her bottom lip to fall open slightly. I wanted to suck it into my mouth. I pulled my leg out from between hers, and she lifted her hips and tugged the shorts down until she could kick them off. The pink cotton bikini-cut panties taunted me by covering up what I wanted to see. She wasn’t ready yet, and I knew it.
I waited until she lay back down beside me. “Open your legs for me,” I told her while my hand moved down her stomach and slipped under the front of her panties.
When I slid my finger inside, she let out a moan.
“You’re soaking wet,” I told her, and she let out a soft little cry. “Watch the movie and let me play with this hot little pussy.”
Another sweet sound. Her eyes were locked on my hand beneath her panties.
“You like seeing my hand spreading you open?”
She nodded, her chest rising and falling fast. I wanted her tits bared so I could watch them. Her eyes closed, and she pressed her head back against the pillow and moaned. Fuck, how had I gone five years without that view?
I pulled my hand out and sucked on my fingers. Her eyes flew open, and she watched me.
“What do I have to do to get you to sit on my face?”
She frowned. “What?”
“Take off those panties and sit on my face, Shiloh. You used to love to do it,” I assured her.