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)
I decided right then and there that I would find a way to un-break her somehow, even if that meant I had to find a way to completely dismantle Kruna as a wedding gift to her. This was it. This was her. I wasn’t settling; she was what I wanted. I knew it down to my bones. I just needed to be patient, make her feel safe, hope that I could systematically work at unbreaking her.
She started to orgasm, still riding my cock, and much like a move she’d done in that video she whipped her hair from one shoulder over to the other and it spilled down her back and shoulders as her lips parted in ecstasy. My right fingers were on her clit, my left ones on her nipple, and as she threw her hair back, she let out a sexy moaning husky, “Dare…” And she said it just the way she usually said “Master” when she came and I fucking loved that.
I flipped her first to her back and then over to her belly and took her from behind, a handful of her beautiful hair in my fist and I drove into her tight, silky heat over and over until I came undone. I collapsed onto her back and we were both breathless.
Minutes later I was still drifting, not to sleep, but off somewhere deep in thought, when I felt her squirm. I kissed her shoulder and rolled onto my back to let her free. She put her chin on my shoulder and looked at me with a little smile. “Bubble bath?” she asked.
“Mm. Go. I’ll join you in a minute.” I kissed her forehead.
Her eyes sparkled as she nodded and then leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. My hand caught in her hair and I held her to my mouth for a second, feeling emotion bloom inside me. I put my forehead to hers and let out a slow breath. She gave me another smile and then kissed just under my jaw and then got up. I leaned over and swatted her bare ass with a big smile. She let out a sexy “Ooh” and then sashayed sexily to the bathroom in the buff.
I leaned over to fetch my cell from my jeans pocket and texted Zack to say,
“Juneau ace roadhouse bikini mechanical bull rider winner three years ago. YouTube.”
I put the phone on my nightstand, threaded my fingers behind my head, and stared at the ceiling, listening to the bathtub fill and thinking that I needed to do something about that necklace on her throat. I wanted it gone. I wanted it gone in a way that wouldn’t stress her out and bring her nightmares back, though.
Three or four minutes later my phone made the text alert sound. I lifted it. Zack.
My friend, I sure hope U R smart enough to grab the bull by the horns.
I grinned and replied.
Watch it. That’s my future ex-wife you’re ogling there. You still good to meet me at the ofc at 9-10 tomorrow? We need to talk about a few things.
He replied.
yep. See ya at 9. Trenta black double sugar Americano pls & thx.
There was an attachment. I opened it and it was an ogling googly-eyed happy face.
What the fuck was a guy like Zack doing with teenage girl emoticons on his phone? The guy was like a 35-year-old John Wayne, not a tween girl. I shook my head, smiling to myself thinking that my concerns about Zack judging me were obviously not a concern, not that it mattered all that much, but still. The ex-wife comment was my way of telling him I was serious about her without getting gushy. I got up and joined my angel in the bathtub.
Dare and I had a bubble bath, and he was affectionate but quiet. He was definitely preoccupied. When he first came in, he caught me shaving my legs and I stopped when he got in the tub.
“I’ve not gone this long without a wax in a long time,” I explained, a little embarrassed and glad he hadn’t come in a minute earlier when I’d been shaving my hoo-ha.
His eyes got broody at that for a second and then he shook it off. “Up the road from here my cuz has a hair salon.
She does that shit. I’ll hook you up.”
I smiled at him. “That’d be great.”
“I’ll take you this weekend, unless you can’t wait that
long?”
“That’ll be fine. Thank you.”
He caught me by my hips and moved me against him. I leaned against his chest.
The bath was nice. Seeing and leaning against Dare’s naked wet muscled body was more than nice. When we were drying off he asked me what I wanted for dinner and I followed him, in his / now my pajamas, as I’d pretty much claimed them as my favorite articles of clothing, out to the kitchen where he pulled a bunch of menus from a drawer.