Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 141255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 706(@200wpm)___ 565(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 141255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 706(@200wpm)___ 565(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
Tommy didn’t say much about the latest drama we were in, but told me to stay vigilant with Luc, Tessa, and Lisa at the house. We spent a great night in the farmhouse before he found out about new drama and then dropped me off with the girls.
When we’d first arrived at the farm, I was excited about the possibility of decorating it. We wouldn’t live there but it’d be our place whenever we were here, if we continued to live overseas, and if we decided to move back home, we would have a country getaway, a getaway where I’d fallen in love with him and shared some amazing moments.
We’d taken a walk on the property and we’d gone up to the loft, which was mostly empty but we’d still made out like crazy up there, in memory of the fun we’d had there before. And then just as he was getting ready to close the loft up, I said, “Bet you a dollar you can’t catch me.” I was near the stairs and he was on the far side of the loft, closing the doors that opened out to the back, facing the pond.
“How about we make it a little more interesting than a dollar?” he had offered.
“Hm. Okay. Bet ’cha you can’t catch me before I get to the front door of the house and if I win, I get to tie you to the bed and have my wicked way with you. And you’ll owe me a dollar.”
“And if I win?”
“Then you can do whatever you want to me. And I’ll owe you a dollar.”
He’d smirked. “I already do whatever I want to you on a daily basis, baby girl.”
I’d smirked back. “Are we playing this game or are you too afraid to lose?”
“I’ll give you to the count of five.”
“Five? That’s not enough.”
“One…”
I dashed down the stairs as fast as I could. I got to the door of the house and waited a good minute before he emerged from the barn. He strolled out of the barn and sauntered over.
“Hey! You let me win. Why?” I huffed.
“I’ve gotta let you win once in a while, wife. And besides, I’m a little curious about what you’ll do to me after you’ve tied me up.”
I giggled. “Well then… how’s about you get your sexy ass up to bed and let me show you?” I swatted at his butt but he caught my wrist and then he threw me over his shoulder and carried me up toward the bed. I was upset for a minute, thinking he’d changed his mind, but we got to the bedroom and he set me on my feet, then he threw his shirt off, kicked off his boots, and flopped onto the bed, throwing his arms up over his head.
“Ravish me,” he challenged.
I chewed my lip and then straddled him and started working on unbuckling his belt. Once I got it undone and off him, I proceeded to use it to restrain him. I wrapped it around the brass headboard rails and then took his wrists, crossed them, and worked at weaving the belt around them. It wasn’t looking too secure, so I undid it, took off my own belt and used his belt on one arm and my belt on the other. Since I’d undone my jeans, I decided to take those and my shirt off, leaving me in a red demi cup bra and red cheeky panties.
Tommy looked totally relaxed, very amused, and extremely interested in finding out what I had planned. I never figured I’d win this challenge, so, I’d had to wing it.
I got his pants undone and down over his hips but then I decided I wanted to touch and kiss his gorgeous chest, so I started at the owl tattoo and then tongued the nipple just below my name. I felt him flex his hips and I smiled against his chest and ignored his crotch area. I kissed up to his throat and tongued his earlobe, then I sat up and leaned back onto his thighs so that I wasn’t anywhere near his cock. I ran my hands up and down his torso and his expression was heated. He was staring into my eyes and practically into my very soul.
I leaned up, still avoiding his crotch, and got my boobs in his face. He nuzzled in between my cleavage and I squeezed his shoulders and ran my hands up and down his arms.
And then I backed away, down to his thighs again and watched him bite down on his bottom lip, staring at my boobs. I cupped them in my hands and then ran my thumbs over my nipples. He shook his head, watching intently as my right hand slid down into my panties.
“Oh wow,” I breathed. “I wish you could feel how wet I am, husband.”