Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 69537 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69537 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
“You’re beautiful,” I told her. “Do you know that?”
She flushed red. “You’re the first person besides my parents to actually say that to me.”
Anger at her ex rushed up inside of me like a raging volcano. But if she couldn’t mention that douchebag, neither could I.
I didn’t want his taint in our bed.
In the bed that I now realized that I intended to share with her for as long as she’d have me.
Fisting my cock, I said, “We’d make beautiful babies.”
She burst out laughing, her eyes filled with tears of mirth.
“As much as I might like the sound of that,” she teased as she rolled over onto her belly and reached for the nightstand. “We still have to use condoms. It’d be weird to be pregnant and still hiding you from everyone.”
I didn’t want her to hide me from anyone.
Nor would I let her for much longer.
But I’d give her a few days before I made my intentions clear to the entire department.
For now, though, I enjoyed the view of her moving and thrusting that perfect ass up in the air.
She reached the condoms, grabbed an entire roll, and walked toward me on her knees.
I caught her before she could get too far and grinned when she pressed her body up against mine.
“I want to suck your cock.”
She can sleep all day and still be sleepy at night. I am she.
—Bindi to Garrett
BINDI
The bold words that’d just come out of my mouth surprised even me.
I could feel Garrett’s body tighten against me as he voiced, “Say that again?”
“You heard me.” I snickered. “Now, would you like to lie on the bed while I do it? Or do you want me on my knees?”
He hesitated so long as he contemplated that I made the decision for him and pushed him backward so that I could step off the bed.
When I had enough room, I dropped down to my knees in front of him and said, “Guide me.”
He fisted his cock and pressed it against my lips. When I bent forward to take the tip into my mouth, I felt his hand blocking most of his cock from my mouth.
“More,” I demanded.
He chuckled, his voice sounding strained, and blurted, “Just this for now.”
I sucked on the tip of his cock like a lollipop, allowing him to set the depth with his fist for long enough that I started to get frustrated. “Let me take more, Gee.”
He suddenly fisted his hand in my hair and said, “I’m a bit particular about this part.”
My body jolted with excitement at his rough treatment. “Yeah?”
“I like control,” he directed. “I like to make sure that I can enjoy it. And this is how I want to enjoy it right now, okay?”
I licked my lips, then circled his cock head with the tip of my tongue.
“Slower. Just like that,” he urged.
I did it again, slower this time, allowing my tongue to follow the ridge.
I licked and licked, keeping my eyes closed as I did, falling deeply into the spell that was Garrett.
A pulse was pounding between my thighs, letting me know that I was empty and aching.
My hands moved, one going to his muscular thigh, while the other trailed down the length of my body to that ache. My fingers filled my wet pussy easily, three sliding inside—more than I’d ever fingered myself with in my life—and stilled.
I was still too empty.
I needed…
He pulled out of my mouth fast, his abrupt departure making my hands go out in front of me to catch my fall.
My eyes flashed open, almost as if that would help me catch my balance, and I gasped. “Garrett!”
“Sorry,” he growled low in his throat. “I changed my mind. I want you on the bed.”
I started to stand, but he hooked me around the waist and deposited me where he wanted me.
Only, when I started to crawl to him to finish what I’d started, he stilled my movements with a hand on my hips and a “stay.”
I froze on my hands and knees as I felt the bed depress beside me.
His big body laid onto the bed, and before I could wonder what he was doing and why, I was moving. He slung me around like a rag doll, and later I’d reprimand him for his abrupt change of my body’s position.
Except, before I could get too indignant, I found myself on my hands and knees, with my pussy straddling Garrett’s face.
“What…” I started to say, my heart pounding. But before I could get more than that one word out, his tongue swiped at my pussy.
The next words came out gargled, and I struggled to remember what it was that I was doing previously. Everything inside of me was strung tight, waiting for the next step.
His next step was his fingers shoving deep inside of me and me forgetting how to breathe.