Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 88402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
We laughed because that was our momma in a nutshell.
“Can you help me do something?” I asked. “I want to do as much of it myself as I can, but can you be there to assist if I need it?”
“Of course.”
I told Mia what I needed, and she ran to the store. When she came back with the groceries, we got to work. We were cutting it close before Jeremy got home, but we finished—Mia leaving just as he came back.
Jeremy set my keys in the bowl on the table by the door. “Smells good in here.”
“I got something for ya.” I nodded toward the kitchen.
“Oookaaay.” Jeremy drew the word out, obviously confused, but followed me.
I led him to the counter, where a very fucked-up-looking chocolate cake awaited. “It was hard as shit with one hand, especially my nondominant one. I didn’t let Mia help as much as I should have, but…I wanted to make it for you.”
Jeremy looked at my treat…then at me, his eyes slightly glassy. “You baked me a cake? With one arm?”
Pride nearly swallowed me up. How could I not be proud when he looked at me like I was the king of the world? All over a damn dessert. “I did. Even tried to write Angel on it with frosting, but it looked stupid. So I turned it into those swirls that look equally stupid.”
“I like stupid,” he teased. “It’s perfect.”
I was pretty sure we were perfect together. Get out of my head, sappy thoughts. “You know my mood lately has nothing to do with you, right? I’m just pissed this happened. This has been my best personal season so far. I wanted to go all the way so fucking bad.”
“And you’re in a relationship with a man for the first time. That is part of it, Darren, and there are possible repercussions for you. I understand that. Just…talk to me.”
“I will.” I didn’t know what I would do if I lost him. I got it then, why Anson had been willing to risk so much for West.
“And bake me chocolate cake.”
I chuckled. “Don’t you go getting bossy with me.”
Jeremy looked at me strangely, his nose wrinkling and his eyes penetrating and…oh…he leaned in and kissed me, and fuck, everything else went away. It didn’t matter that I’d shattered my arm or that we had a shit ton of things to figure out. His tongue flicked at mine, then tasted every bit of my mouth. I groaned, my cock beginning to plump, as Jeremy’s lips started a journey down my neck.
He kept going, then went to kneel down to blow me, but I caught his arm.
He frowned. “Not in the mood?”
“I’m always in the mood for you, but…” I used my good hand to reach around and grab his ass. “You gonna let me inside?” I wanted him so much, I ached with it.
“You want to fuck me?”
“Yes.”
Jeremy grinned. “Finally.” Then he turned and ran for the stairs. I laughed, following right behind him.
As soon as we got to our room, our mouths were fused together again. Jeremy kissed me, his hands everywhere, touching, grabbing, savoring. It was going to kill me to only have one to use with him.
Jeremy pulled back. “Let’s get these clothes off you.” He tugged my tee over my head.
“I can’t wait until I can get this fucking thing off my arm.”
“Don’t worry. I have a plan.” Jeremy went for my jeans next. He took my underwear with them, kneeling as he pulled them off. My erection bobbed in front of him, and he leaned in, inhaling me, swiping his tongue over my full balls.
“Fuck, your mouth. Best I ever had.”
“All I did was lick you.”
“Doesn’t matter. I know what those lips can do.”
He smiled up at me, then held my shaft and kissed the tip of my dick. Desire shot through me, my cock jerking. I didn’t know what it was about that simple action that set my blood on fire.
“Lie on the bed. Don’t take those gorgeous eyes off me.”
“Wouldn’t think of it.” I leaned back against the headboard, slowly stroking myself as I watched him. Jeremy grabbed supplies from my nightstand. He knew they were there from the times we’d used my lube to jerk off, which was awkward as fuck with my left hand. He set them down, then took off his shoes and socks.
“You gonna give me a show?” I asked.
“Obviously.” He pulled his shirt off slowly, before licking his index fingers and flicking both his nipples. I’d never thought of a man’s chest as sexy before, but my mouth watered to tease him with my tongue.
Then he threw his shirt at my face, making me laugh. “Fucker.” I tossed it to the floor.
Jeremy unbuttoned his jeans, then unzipped them, pausing to walk closer. I let go of myself to reach for him, to feel his bulge beneath my palm, but he pulled back. “No touching.”