Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Justice
If it’s about your relationship with my elderly brother, I already know.
Me
That was just mean. He’s not that old. How did you know?
Justice
Bullshit. He’s ancient, and the fucker called me to let me know.
Oh. I wonder why Owen didn’t tell me that he’d talked to Justice.
Me
He’s only eight years older than you.
Justice
Like I said—ancient.
Instead of answering him, I send a rolling eyes emoji.
Justice
Take care and keep the onery asshole on his toes.
Me
I will.
When Owen comes strolling into his office, I stand up and walk over to wrap my arms around his waist.
“I just finished messaging Justice.” He hugs me closer. “Why didn’t you tell me you’d already told Justice about us?”
He looks down and smirks. “Honestly, you kissed me and rubbed your luscious body against me, and I forgot all about my asshole brother. Then I got busy with the bar and didn’t have the time to discuss it. I’d planned to tell you about my conversation with Justice later tonight once things calm down.”
A sudden knock at the door interrupts us. “Yes,” Owen calls.
He pulls me closer against himself when the young bartender sticks his head in the door. “We need you at the bar.”
“I’ll be right there,” Owen tells him before leaning over to groan against my lips, “It never ends.”
“Go take care of business.” I give him a quick kiss on his chin. “Then we’ll finish up.”
“I won’t be long.”
I actually end up falling asleep on his comfy leather sofa before he returns and wakes me up with steamy kisses. “Wake up, sleepyhead,” he mutters against my lips, and I blink awake to find him kneeling next to the sofa.
“Is everything okay?” I blink the sleepiness away, wondering what time it is.
“It’s better now that I’m here with you.” He covers my lips with his and runs his tongue along the seam of my mouth.
As he devours my mouth, I dig my fingers into his thick dark hair and pull his head closer.
“Why don’t we head back to your house and finish this in privacy?”
“I have a better idea.” He smiles against my lips. “Why don’t we finish it here. Everyone else has gone home, and we have the whole brewery to ourselves.”
“Your idea is definitely better than mine.” I reach between us and run my hand along the rapidly expanding bulge sticking out the front of his jeans.
A shiver runs through his massive body as I slide the zipper down and slip my hand inside before wrapping it around his rock-hard erection. I run my thumb over the tip of his cock, spreading the wetness around.
Owen stands and pulls his black t-shirt over his head before dragging his jeans down his legs. He kicks them and his shoes away before dropping back onto his knees next to the sofa.
He helps me sit up and pulls off my t-shirt before leaning forward to close his lips around my nipple that’s poking through my lacy bra.
As he gently bites down on my nipple, a tremor runs through my body. I sit up, unhook my bra, and toss it aside before dragging my yoga pants down my legs.
Owen sits back on the sofa and points at his lap. “Ride me.” Oh, heck yes.
I straddle his lap and reach between our bodies to wrap my hand around his cock. While I slowly stroke his erection, Owen leans over and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth.
My eyes cross when he presses a finger deep inside my pussy. As he drags his finger along my intimate walls, I wiggle on his lap in an attempt to get closer to him.
He wraps his hands around my hips and lifts me before placing his hard cock at my opening. I dig my nails into his shoulders and slowly sit back, impaling myself on his rock-hard erection.
Owen uses his hold on my hips to angle me how he wants me. He drags me down to meet each of his upward movements, and I shiver as an orgasm starts sneaking up on me after just a few thrusts.
“Come for me, spitfire,” he growls and leans over to gently nip the sensitive spot at the base of my neck.
My body automatically listens to his demand. I throw my head back and cry out his name as fireworks erupt behind my closed eyelids.
As his cock jerks deep inside my pussy, I realize we’ve been having sex for several days without bothering with birth control. Oh well, I’ll worry about that later when I’m not still enjoying the afterglow from a massive orgasm.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
radley
Within a week, I’ve got a contract on a great little property downtown.
Since the bakery owner who’s currently renting the property has a contract for the next three months, it gives me time to finish my Wild Ones tour and make plans to move to Silver Spoon Falls.