Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 65489 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65489 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
“As long as you keep cooking for me.”
“I’ll do that too.”
BEN
Miles served the scallops over linguini with a white wine cream sauce, and they were the most delicious things I’d ever tasted. “How did you get them cooked so perfectly?”
“Practice.”
“You’ve made scallops a lot?”
He grinned. “I’ve made them a lot today.”
“You don’t mean you bought—”
“Dozens. I was going to get this right.”
“Miles, tell me you didn’t waste all the others?”
He shook his head. “Worth and Carter served as my tasters.”
“So I guess they are well fed.”
“Not as well as you’ll be by the end of the night.”
I rolled my eyes. “Let’s see how good dessert is before you get too cocky.”
Dessert—the kind that involved actual food—was an assortment of tiny pastries from Miles’s favorite bakery—quickly becoming my favorite as well. I insisted we eat on the balcony since there was finally a crisp breeze in the air.
We cuddled on the balcony couch, feeding each other and simply enjoying the night before moving onto the second part of dessert, where we devoured each other.
We began with light kisses that grew hungrier, then Miles gripped my thigh and encouraged me to straddle him. “I want you to ride me, Benjamin.”
“Fuck, yes.” I didn’t even try to protest that we were outside. We were too high up for many people to see, and all I really cared about was having Miles inside me.
He pointed to the side table. “There’s lube. In the drawer.”
“You keep lube on the balcony.”
“I do now. I keep it everywhere. Haven’t you figured that out?”
I laughed and realized that was true. I had intimate knowledge of him stashing lube in the kitchen as well as a drawer he could reach from the shower.
“Maybe I should help you make sure you’ve been thorough enough.”
“Are you challenging me?”
“Maybe.”
“Your ass is going to be very sore tonight.”
I laughed as I drizzled the lube onto his cock and worked it in, loving the way he closed his eyes and leaned his head back. “Feel good?”
“Fuck yes, but your ass will feel better.”
I straddled him then, thinking about how I’d been in the same position the first night I’d stayed here. He’d cooked for me then too, after exhausting me in his bed. It had taken only a few hours to recover enough to need him desperately again.
Miles narrowed his eyes at me. “What are you smiling about?”
“I was thinking about the first night I spent here, how I couldn’t get enough of you.”
“And now?”
“I think I need you even more.”
He gripped my hips, maneuvering me into place. “Take what you need.”
I lowered myself onto his cock, gasping as he filled me. When I was fully seated against him, I met his gaze. “I love you.”
“I love you, too,” he pulled me down for a kiss that started out soft and turned ferocious as I began to move up and down.
“This is real, right? I get to stay here and keep doing this.”
He gripped my hips tightly. “You damn well better not stop.”
I laughed, fighting against his hold and rising up until only the tip of his cock was inside me.
“Damn it, Ben. Fuck me.”
“Answer me first.”
“This is real, so fucking real. You are everything to me and we’re going to do this at least once a day for the rest of our lives.”
I groaned as I sank down again, taking all of him once more. “That sounds perfect.”