Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27058 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27058 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“Yes,” she breathed again as I circled the hardened nub while pumping in and out of her. “So good.”
“Yeah? You gonna come for me? Cream all over my dick?” I asked, picking up the pace as her breathing quickened.
“Yes! Oh, yes! Yessss!” Her voice escalated in volume, so I slammed my mouth down over her to drown out the sound. Her body shook around my shaft as she came, gushing her climax all over me while her muscles rippled, pushing me closer to heaven.
“I’m sorry,” she panted.
I punctuated each word with a punishing thrust of my hips. “Don’t. Ever. Fucking. Apologize. For. Screaming. For. Me.”
She gasped, and her eyes rolled back in her head as I grabbed her ankles, pulling them up toward my shoulders, the angle allowing me to fuck her even harder and deeper.
“Are you on birth control, Ellery?”
Her eyes widened, and she shook her head, but before she could say anything, I strummed her clit with my thumb, making her throw her head back as she moaned passionately.
“Give me another one, baby. I want you to milk my cock like a good girl. I’m going to stuff you full with my come. ”
She whimpered as she panted heavily, and her hooded gaze told me everything I needed. I pounded hard into her tight pussy, rutting like an animal between her lush thighs. She was gonna be sore afterward, but I couldn’t stop. She was so tight. So wet. So fucking perfect.
I felt her orgasm around me again, and it was my undoing. A seemingly endless stream of come exploded from my cock, filling her until it was oozing out around my dick.
Collapsing against her damp chest, I listened to her heart beating heavily against my ear while we both tried to catch our breath. Once we came down from the high, I slowly pulled out, blocking out the sound of her mewled protest so that I didn’t immediately fuck her again. I climbed out of bed, then scooped her into my arms.
She gasped as I lifted her, carrying her the few short steps to the bathroom and setting her down on the marble countertop. First, I gently cleaned between her legs, fighting the urge to beat my chest like a fucking caveman when I saw the smears of blood on her pussy lips and my cock.
Once she was taken care of, I turned on the bath water and ensured it was the perfect temperature before plugging the drain.
“Let’s get you in the bath, baby,” I murmured as I picked her up again. “It will help with the soreness.”
“Are you getting in with me?” she asked with a little bit of sass that made me smile.
“If I get in with you, it will defeat the purpose.”
“What do you mean?”
“This is meant to soothe your aches, baby. Help you heal faster. If I get in the tub with your sexy, naked body, I’m gonna fuck you again, and you won’t be able to walk for a week.”
“Oh,” she squeaked, her cheeks turning deep red.
I laughed and helped her into the tub, then gave her a quick kiss before striding out to avoid temptation.
8
ELLERY
Between moving into the house and shopping for a ton of new furniture, the past week had been a whirlwind of activity. Zane had given me free rein to buy whatever Corinne and I needed to make the house he’d bought a home, and I’d had way too much fun shopping.
But once the dust settled, we had all quickly fallen into a routine. After spending the night in his bed—and taking turns with Corinne whenever she woke up—I made breakfast while Zane took a shower and got ready to head into Iron Inkworks. While he was gone, I took care of Corinne. And just in case it was all too much for me, he’d hired the younger sister of one of the guys to come in and clean once a week.
Melanie had come over for the first time yesterday, and I was amazed at how much she got done in only a few hours. The house had already been sparkling clean when I had insisted the sixteen-year-old join me for lunch. I’d enjoyed getting to know her a little while we ate. Her brother Phoenix had patched into the Silver Saints about a decade ago, so she knew a lot about the club.
Lucky for me, Melanie was also a bit of a chatterbox, so she’d shared all sorts of gossip that she’d heard over the years. As a girl who loved going to the library, I had long ago learned that information was power. And being armed with everything Melanie shared had given me enough courage to pack up Corinne and head over to Iron Inkworks in the early evening on a day when Zane had to work late.