Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
He’d gone into the MC to try to save his brother, and now his brother was on the straight and narrow and had his white picket fence, and there was no place for his unsavory bar-owner brother who lived on a mountainside. He didn’t want his new friends to know where he’d come from, and Sawyer was proof of his wild youth.
Wes deserved his white picket fence and two point five kids. And so did Sabrina, which was why he would absolutely let her go at the end of this weekend.
Her eyes had a wide, soft look, letting him know she was about to go all sweet and sympathetic. Sympathy was the last thing he wanted. He did the only thing he could do. He leaned over and kissed her. So much better. When his mouth was on hers he felt like he had something he could give her, something she needed. Her mouth opened under his, and then the steam wasn’t merely coming from the shower.
She was so fucking small against him. So petite and sweet, and he agreed with Wyatt. She should get her ass smacked when she talked bad about herself. He wasn’t all aboard the BDSM train the way Stefan Talbot was, and he’d never dipped his toe in it the way Wyatt had started to, but smacking her pretty ass held a strong appeal.
There would be time enough to play later. Right now his cock was tightening, letting him know that little orgasm he’d had wasn’t going to cut it. He wanted inside her. He let his tongue play with hers. He felt her hands on his hips as she pressed her body to his. Her breasts were crushed against his chest as he pulled her closer and let the water slide over them.
He got his hands on her, loving how soft her skin was, how her breasts felt when he cupped them. He adored the moans she made as his thumbs brushed over her nipples. Before long he was kissing his way down her body. Caressing her neck and shoulders, licking at her nipples and dipping into the hollow of her sweet belly button.
“Spread your legs.”
Sabrina gasped because Sawyer hadn’t been the one giving the order. She should probably get used to Wyatt popping in. Sawyer had known he would show up at some point, and he would likely get pretty bossy.
However, he agreed this time. “Spread your legs.”
Sawyer leaned over and ran a finger against her pretty pussy. Soft and warm and very pink. She smelled like lavender and sex. He licked and sucked and played with her pussy while Wyatt moved in behind her, holding her up and giving her balance. Wyatt’s hands played with her breasts while he whispered into her ear. Sawyer couldn’t hear, but he knew what his partner was saying.
She was beautiful.
She was sexy.
They wanted her so badly.
All true.
Sawyer dragged his tongue over her pussy and was delighted with the gasp and squirm she gave him.
“You hold still,” Wyatt growled. “You let him have you any way he wants. That’s what this weekend is about. We get to have you, to bring you to orgasm again and again. You’re going to be our sweet little fuck toy. Do you want to be our fuck toy, Sabrina?”
He half expected the smart teacher to tell him to go to hell. Wyatt always had to push. But Sabrina nodded.
“Yes,” she said, and she didn’t whisper the word. She said it out loud. Like she meant it. Like she really wanted it.
He could have ignored this pull of attraction if she’d stayed the soft, sweet teacher he’d thought she was. But she was kind of a badass bitch, and it did something for him. His cock was aching, and he didn’t want to wait another second.
Sawyer stood and grabbed the condom he’d placed on the shelf earlier. His freaking hands were shaking.
He wanted her.
He wanted her way more than he wanted to want her.
He looked back, and Wyatt had taken advantage of the situation to turn her toward him, kissing her deeply. They already looked like a couple. There was zero awkwardness between them, as though they’d touched and everything between them fell into place.
The universe could be so fucking cruel because Sawyer didn’t see how it could work, how she wouldn’t get hurt by coming into their world.
And still he couldn’t stop. He couldn’t not take these days with her.
He shoved out all the worry. He wanted one fucking night where he didn’t think about how he would fit into her world, where he only knew she was in his and she was safe. He would go right back to reality in a couple of days, but not now. Now was all about the three of them, and for now Sawyer was a part of it.