Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 77415 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77415 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
That was when I nearly burst.
Lucky for me, when I pulled away, she didn’t keep sucking, otherwise she would’ve taken my release from me without my wanting her to.
“Wench,” I gasped, rolling until I was on my back.
The moment I was beside her she scrambled, her legs straddling my body, in less time than it took for me to get settled.
“I want you,” she declared the moment she settled herself over my hips.
“Take it off,” I ordered, pointing to her shirt.
She licked her lips, but followed directions.
The moment the shirt fluttered to the ground, my eyes took in her body.
I groaned when she started to swivel those hips, grinding herself down on top of me, and I had to bite my lip to keep from guiding her movements.
“Put me inside of you,” I urged.
She did, only after she got me thoroughly coated in her wetness.
She positioned me and then slowly slid all the way down until she’d taken all of me.
“Oh, God,” I moaned, eyes closing in ecstasy.
The feel of her pussy clenching around my cock along with her weight settling on top of me and her nails digging into my pectorals was enough to send me careening rapidly down a path that would only lead to one thing: me coming entirely too soon.
“Fuck, baby, you have to stop for a minute, just be still,” I informed her, grabbing her hips and halting her movements.
She started to laugh.
“You never could let me take control for long, could you?” she teased.
Her hair was wild around her head, and the way she was looking down at me was enough to make my chest ache.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful,” I told her as my cock started to twitch inside of her. “This, the way you look right now, was an image that haunted my dreams.”
She dropped down onto my chest so quickly that I grunted in surprise.
“Oomph,” I said as a quick burst of air exited my lungs.
“You always say such nice things,” she informed me.
Then she kissed me. Softly at first, it quickly turned wild.
Tongues dueling, teeth clashing.
My beard rubbed against the sensitive skin just under her jaw, and I knew tomorrow she would have a beard burn there.
But I didn’t care. Not one single bit.
Her breasts rubbed against my chest, and I could feel her pebbled nipples scraping through the hair there purposefully.
When she pulled back, we were both panting hard.
“You okay now?” she whispered, her hands lifting up to cup both breasts.
I growled at the sight.
“I love that you have something more for me to hold on to now,” I informed her, letting my hands drag down from her ribcage to her hips. The moment they came to a stop at her thighs, I moved my thumbs in on both hands to sweep over the soft lips of her sex.
“Though,” I found myself saying, “when you were seventeen, you shaved.”
She blushed.
“I haven’t had a reason to shave,” she admitted. “When you came around, I’d just heard that men liked it hair-free down there. When you left, I didn’t see a reason to be doing it since I couldn’t find it in me to care what anyone but you thought.”
A surge of possessiveness rolled through me at her words, and my hips jerked up, pushing my hard cock so deep inside of her that she threw her head back and cried out.
That was when the fucking wolf—the one that was supposed to be asleep on the couch—started to howl.
We both froze.
“I told you it was a fuckin’ wolf,” I grumbled, stilling her hips once again.
“Shut up!” she hissed, leaning forward.
The howling stopped just about the time that I heard my son’s door open.
“Come in here, then,” Linc said.
I heard the click of nails walking down the hallway toward my son’s room, and then Linc’s door closed.
“Do you think he heard us?” she whispered too loudly for it to actually be considered a whisper.
“The wolf, or Linc?” I asked for clarification.
“Your son,” she hissed. “I know the wolf…dog…heard us.”
I snorted and rolled us, knowing that if I didn’t take over, we’d be here all night talking about what people did and didn’t hear, and whether or not they knew what we were doing in here.
If I allowed her mind to have much more thinking time, I’d end up with blue balls as she forced me to stay away from her.
Linc was such a cock blocker. He had been one since he was a baby, too.
“No,” I lied. I didn’t know if he heard or not. I didn’t really care, either. “Now, lift your legs up and wrap them around my hips.”
She didn’t, so I took matters into my own hands and hooked both of her legs in the crooks of my elbows, lifted my knees up under me, and started to work my hips. My cock slid deeply into her and then retreated, following my very slow, very controlled movements.