Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75478 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75478 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
I reached for her, pulling her back against my chest, then reaching down to press a hand between her thighs, working her clit again as my other hand moved up, pressing around her throat. Not cutting off any air, just a firm pressure that seemed to anchor her again.
“Sully…”
“You owe me two more, sweetness,” I said, pressing a kiss to her throat.
“I can’t,” she objected, but the way her pussy was tightening said something else entirely.
“You can tap out,” I told her, rocking my hips the slightest bit, dragging a mewling sound out of her. “Or you can come around my cock two more times. Then take a nice, long nap.”
A little laugh escaped her, but there were no more objections as I rubbed her clit until another orgasm, this one slow and deep, moved through her.
“Last one,” I said, moving until she was on all fours. “And I get to come with you this time too.”
There was no more taking my time, not a single fucking drop of self-control left inside of me.
My hand dug into her hip, slamming her back into me as I thrust forward. Hard and fast, the sound of our fucking ricocheted off the walls in the room as my hand tracked up her spine to grab a small handful of her hair at the base of her skull, pulling back when the force of my thrusts threatened to send her inching across the room.
But the sting of pain across her scalp had her moaning and pulling harder against my hold as she folded her upper half down, her ass high up for me.
“That’s it,” I groaned as her walls tightened and her moans became desperate whimpers. “Squeeze my cock.”
Then she did.
And I swear I fucking blacked out with my own orgasm.
When I did manage to come back to my right mind, though, I found Bonnie looking completely and utterly fucking spent.
“Guess it wouldn’t be gentlemanly to say I told you so, huh?” I asked, massaging her ass cheek. “Then again, I’ve never claimed to be a gentleman,” I said, pulling her back until her front was against me, my arms around her belly and chest. “So… I told you so,” I said, kissing her neck as a little laugh escaped her. “Want a nap?” I asked.
She could barely manage a nod in answer.
So I dried her off, helped her into some panties and one of my zip-up hoodies, then deposited her in the bed.
I opened the door to the hall, and by the time I cleaned up all the water in the bathroom, Zima had not only made her way into the room but had climbed up in the bed with Bonnie.
Bonnie was out cold with her arms around the dog, who seemed all too happy for the snuggles.
“Can I scoot in there too?” I asked, starting to put a leg up on the bed.
But I swear to fuck, Zima gave me a look that said I think you’ve done enough.
And hey, she wasn’t wrong.
Besides, I actually felt kind of energized from my win. So I made my way back out of the room, ready to finally pull my weight and do a guard shift while Bonnie rested.
“Wait… what?” Brooks asked, looking at me like I’d grown another head.
“Guard… shift?” I repeated.
“You’re volunteering for work?” Nave asked at Brooks’s side, brows pinched.
“It is my job.”
“Job,” Brooks repeated.
“You okay, man?” Nave asked, smirking at me. “You on something?”
“On what?” Dezi asked, coming out from the kitchen with a cheese danish in his hand. “You holding out on me?” he asked, looking at me. “Not cool, man. I share all my sweets with you.”
“I’m not on anything,” I said. “Though I haven’t forgotten about you taking that whole batch of edibles, man.”
“Hey, sometimes you gotta get high with your honey and fuck under the stars surrounded by donuts.”
“That’s… a lot more than I needed to know,” Brooks said with one of his long-suffering dad sighs I’d actually gotten kind of fond of over the years. “Anyway… fine. Take the glass room. Rune has been up there all day.”
“Got it,” I agreed, nodding.
“Oh, and Sully?” he called as I walked away.
“Yeah?” I asked, turning back.
“Think I like this girl for you.”
The crazy shit, I realized after he said it, I was pretty sure I did too.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Bonnie
All my muscles ached the next morning. None more than my inner thighs that I swear never stopped shaking in and around the shower with Sully.
He definitely proved me wrong, that was for sure.
I mean, I’d read books where the hero ‘fucked her unconscious,’ and I always thought it was a gross exaggeration and pure fantasy on the part of the author. Apparently… not so much.
I barely remembered getting dressed before I fell into bed and crashed hard. Being joined by Zima had been the most pleasant surprise.