Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 54836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
But then she arched her head away, inviting more of the touch, and I couldn’t seem to stop myself from giving that to her.
My fingertips danced down her throat, over the exposed skin of her chest. It wasn’t until my fingers were moving back up that her eyes slowly drifted open.
They were unfocused for a second as she took in the strange surroundings.
“Good morning,” I murmured, watching as her head whipped over, panic rising, then falling just as quickly as she saw me.
“Hey,” she said, voice sleep-raspy. “Is that for me?” she asked, glancing at the mug in my hand.
“It is,” I confirmed, handing it over after she pulled herself upward.
“Oh, it’s good,” she groaned. “I’ve never been served coffee in bed,” she admitted as she took another sip.
“That’s a fucking crime,” I told her.
“And you’re an expert on that,” she said, giving me a sleepy smile. “Thank you.”
“Matilda has already been fed and is soaking up the morning sun outside right now.”
Her gaze slid to the clock, slow blinking at it for a moment.
“What time do you get up?” she asked, sounding incredulous that so much was already done.
“I got up a little earlier today because I didn’t know your schedule.”
“Oh. I don’t have to be to work until noon today,” she said. “Noon to eight,” she told me with a curled lip. I couldn’t blame her for not liking that shift.
“I will stop for lunch to follow you to work,” I offered.
“You don’t…”
“I will stop for lunch to follow you to work,” I cut her off, getting a soft smile from her.
“I will get out of here in a few,” she said.
“No. Hang here,” I said, shaking my head.
“When you’re not here?” she asked, brows scrunching.
“What? Are you gonna rob me?” I teased, getting a sweet laugh out of her.
“No.”
“Then I think I’m safe,” I said.
“What time do you need to leave?” she asked.
“A little less than an hour and a half,” I said, hitting the order button on my phone, then putting it aside. “Breakfast should be here in half an hour or so,” I added.
“Is that so?” she asked, a strange smile tugging on her lips as she placed her coffee cup down.
“Yeah…” I said, confused.
But then she was moving up onto her knees, crawling over to me, and moving to straddle me, her hands resting on my shoulders.
“Then we have some time,” she said, and her lips sealed over mine.
I didn’t even pretend to hesitate.
My hands sank into her ass, squeezing hard as her lips slanted over mine.
I swear my cock was hard before her first little whimper escaped her.
Pulling, I dropped her more fully onto my lap, letting her pussy slide against my cock, a move that had her lips ripping from mine with a moan.
“See what you do to me?” I asked as my lips met the side of her neck.
A shiver coursed through her as her hips rocked against me. Once. Then over and over in little circles, impatient for release.
As much as a part of me wanted to play, to toy, to explore and get utterly lost in each other, I knew that the clock was ticking.
My hands slid up to snag her shirt, pulling it up, and exposing her to me.
God, she was so damn perfect.
My hands slid up her sides, then closed over her breasts, squeezing, then rolling her nipples until little gasps were escaping her.
I pulled her up, smiling at her grumble when she couldn’t feel my cock anymore, until she was higher, then sucked one of her nipples into my mouth, feeling the way her whole body jolted at the sensation.
My hands went to the waistbands of her pants and panties, pulling them down her thighs, waiting for her to lift each knee to free the material, then letting my fingers drift back upward.
Her pussy was already dripping wet for me, and my fingers teased up her cleft to toy with her clit for a moment before moving down and slipping inside her, feeling her walls tighten around them as I started to thrust.
My lips moved across her chest, continuing to suck, lick, and nip as her hips rocked, riding my hand as my fingers fucked her.
My cock was aching to feel her pull me in deep as I released her nipple, and looked at her with her flushed face, her heavy-lidded eyes.
My fingers slipped out of her, and her little whimper only made my cock twitch as I pulled my hand up, and slid my fingers into my mouth, tasting her.
Her eyes were molten as she watched.
“Nightstand,” I demanded.
She didn’t ask what I was looking for.
She just angled away toward it as I held onto her. The items in the nightstand were shoved around until she found the box, then brought back the condom.
Her lips were on my neck as I yanked my pants down to expose my cock.