Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
He grabbed my arms and yanked me up to him, his lips crashing against mine. His hands slid over my back and found my ass, squeezing it, making me whimper into the kiss. His lips were rough on mine, but it didn’t bother me. I loved all of his kisses. They were amazing. And honestly, this man was so good at kissing that he could probably get me off just by tongue fucking my mouth.
He rolled me over onto my back and slammed into me. I threw my head back and cried out, my hands clawing at the sheets. His lips aggressively worked against mine as he slammed into me repeatedly, getting rougher and rougher, making my moans and cries louder and louder. I wrapped my legs around him and met him thrust for thrust. He groaned into my mouth.
“Fuck, Katie, you drive me absolutely insane. You’re a fucking natural at making me feel this good.”
He held me in place with his hands hooked over my shoulders, still pumping in and out of me hard. I felt my orgasm building up, and I dug my nails into his back, leaning forward to bite his shoulder, knowing it was going to be a strong one. My scream was muffled against his skin as I came, but he didn’t stop pushing into me. He kept going.
This man had the stamina of a damn stallion.
By now, our bodies were slick with sweat, and my hair was sticking to my face. I was gripping onto the headboard tightly, holding it for dear life. I knew that if I put my hands on him, I was going to end up drawing blood with my nails. I was so sensitive right then, my clit crying for a break, and the feeling that came with each of his thrusts was intensified by all of the sensitivity. Somehow, though, I managed to keep up with him.
When I found my release again, he found his at the same time, and we came together. “Travis!” I cried out as my body shuddered from the force of my orgasm.
He kept in his grunts and moans by kissing me. I held him tightly afterward, not letting him roll off of me. “You need a shower, baby,” he said softly after a couple of minutes.
“We both do,” I murmured. “It can wait, though. I don’t think I can walk.”
He chuckled, his chest rumbling against mine. I sleepily smiled. “I’m there with you on that. Fuck, that was intense,” he groaned.
Travis was downstairs in his office making plans to take down his dad. I knew he wanted to do it soon and get it over with. Besides, he had spent some time with me this morning, so I wasn’t bothered that he was going to bury himself in planning for the rest of the day.
He had carried me to the bathroom after about fifteen minutes of lying in bed, and he then proceeded to bathe me and bring me to two more orgasms with his fingers and mouth. He said he wasn’t going to fuck me anymore that morning; if he did, we would have never left the bedroom. Which, I wouldn’t have minded, but he was a busy man with a tight schedule and shit to do.
I stripped off the bed sheets and carried them downstairs to the laundry room. Normally, Grace kept the place clean, but Travis informed me that morning that he didn’t allow Grace in his room, so he normally did all of the cleaning himself. But he’d been so busy lately. So, I was taking it upon myself to clean our room. It didn’t bother me really considering that I didn’t have anything to do today anyway. It wasn’t like he asked me to because I was a woman. I hated men that were like that, and growing up, I’d been surrounded by a lot of them.
I found my dad sitting in the living room. I walked over and sat next to him, curling up against his side. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and dropped a kiss to the top of my head. I couldn’t help but compare it to old times. “How come you’re not planning with Travis?” I asked him.
“Travis is done planning. He’s just beginning to set things in motion. We finished about five minutes ago.”
“What’s he going to do?” I asked him, my curiosity piqued. Travis hadn’t told me much about his plans. I was pretty sure he was trying to protect me from all of the worrying that I would inevitably end up doing.
“I’ll let him tell you that, sweetheart. I know I’m your dad, but he’s your boyfriend, and he is the only one capable of carrying out what he’s planning. I don’t want to get any details wrong, so it’s just best if you hear it from him so there’s no confusion.”