Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47191 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47191 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
“Yeah, it didn’t take long. You feel up to watching a movie, or do you need to get home?” She sits down beside me. I wrap my arm around her shoulder, pulling her in closer. After her shower, Faith came out in a pair of loose drawstring shorts, a shirt hanging loosely off her shoulder, and not a bra strap in sight.
“I have nothing but time.” I bring her in closer. Faith’s head tips up, and my lips move to hers, longer, softer, and sweeter this go-around. One hand fist in her hair, clutching it so I can take Faith’s mouth the way I want to.
“Graham.” I guide her until she’s straddling my lap, my hand on her hip, gathering the fabric away from her body, needing to feel her smoothness against my calloused hands.
“Going to give you what you need, babe.” I pull away from her lips, wanting to make sure we’re on the same page, praying to all of God’s creation that she’s here with me.
“Yes, it’s been so long.” Her eyes are wide open, her hands gripping my chest, body grinding down on my hard-as-hell cock.
“Good. You stay with me, Faith. Watch what I’m going to do to you. Not expecting anything back. Tonight is all about you. I’m going to suck on your sweet nipples.” My hands lift up her shirt. Her arms move with it above her head. There’s nothing but skin, tits, and sweetness. My thumbs glide over puckered nipples, and I do as I told her I would, sucking one into my mouth before moving to the other.
“Feels so good.” Faith’s holds my head, pulling me closer. I pull on her nipple, wanting to see just how close I can get her to coming for me with my mouth on her alone, but there isn’t any way in hell I won’t be getting her off in just this way.
“You want more, babe?” I ask her, moving to her other breast. The way she’s squirming on my lap, it’s a wonder I don’t have blue balls yet and that she isn’t coming with the sensation she’s giving herself. That’s when I know my woman needs something more.
“Yes, don’t make me wait, Graham.” Yep, she needs something more, and I’m going to be the only damn man ever again to see her this way. There’s no way I’ll ever allow her to walk away from me, and there’s no way I’ll willingly walk away from her and Logan. They’re mine in every aspect of the word.
My teeth bite down on her nipple. Her loose shorts give me all the room I need, and fuck me sideways, she isn’t wearing anything underneath these either. Faith is full of surprises. The wetness that meets my fingers has me wanting to strip her bare of everything before putting her back to the couch. Licking, sucking, and eating her straight from the source is definitely going to happen. Next time. This time, though, I lift her up with my thighs, making room, my palm sliding up, feeling just how much she’s willing to give by how she moves with me.
“Fuck, Faith, want inside you something fierce.” My lips unlatch from her nipple and travel up the slope of her neck until our lips meet. I swallow her moans, her tongue dancing with mine, retreating and then chasing.
“Please.” Faith has no idea what she’s even begging for, but that’s okay because when I slide two fingers inside her tight, wet pussy, I’m not sure who moans out loud, me or her.
“Damn, baby, you’re going to come before I even move inside you,” I tell her, already feeling her walls tightening around me, my palm giving her the friction with every movement of her hips, my fingers thrusting in and out, faster, harder, deeper.
“Going to come.” Faith’s head tips back as her body shakes, her breath heaving. My eyes don’t know where to look—her face, her tits, her stomach that’s quivering, or where my fingers are fucking her the way my cock is begging me to.
“Come, Faith, use me to get there,” I demand, hooking my two fingers up, making a come-hither motion, and that’s when she flies apart. Her body locks up, she moans low in her throat, her hands on top of my thighs to hold her steady, and son of a bitch, I can’t wait to finally have her in a bed beneath my body. I don’t stop my movements, not even when she’s limp from her orgasm. I still keep at it, slower this time, until she comes back to earth.
“You good?” I ask her when she opens her eyes.
“So good. I want to give you what you gave me, but I’m not sure I can manage it. Come to bed with me. I need a nap, and then I want you again.”