Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 38003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
She was soaking wet. Sliding his fingers along her slit, he grazed across her clit.
Poppy gasped again, and he looked up at her. Her green eyes seemed darker somehow. Her lips were plump, and he pressed his mouth to them, deepening the kiss. They both moaned.
He was so close to his orgasm.
Stroking back and forth across her clit, he smelled her arousal deepening, knowing she was getting ready to come.
He wanted to feel her. This was so fucking awesome. The way her hand tightened around his cock, he knew she was so close. He gritted his teeth, trying to keep in control, but it was impossible.
His mate was in his room, wriggling on his hand, and her hand was wrapped around his dick.
This was … everything. He’d been imagining this for years. Now he had her, and he wasn’t ever going to let her go.
Poppy came, and as she did, he swallowed down her cries, loving the sounds she made as she came on his fingers. She lost control, and her movements seemed erratic as she worked his length. He came, spilling his cum between them and hitting both of their clothes in the process.
Seconds passed, and they turned into minutes.
“I guess we’re not going back to the party,” Poppy said.
If they did, they wouldn’t be able to hide what they were to each other. Klaus was more than happy to announce it to the world, but he wasn’t ready for his dad to know why he had kept it from him.
When it came to Poppy and his behavior toward her, he felt a deep shame that he never wanted anyone to find out.
Chapter Eight
Klaus’s pants were open at his waist.
Some of his cum was still on her hands.
They were in his bathroom.
His orgasm had splashed his clothes, as well as her own.
As for her, wearing a dress had been wise. Not that she’d been prepared to come to Klaus’s home.
Tonight had been a little unexpected, even for her.
“So, er, the shower is there,” Klaus said.
“Right.” Poppy nibbled on her lip. They had just brought each other to orgasm, and now it was awkward between them. Shouldn’t they understand each other a little better now?
“I … do you want…”
“What?” Poppy asked.
He looked at the shower and shook his head. “Never mind.”
“Do you want to share a shower?”
“Yeah, if you want to. I, we both could totally get clean together.”
“Naked?” Poppy asked.
“Yes, if that is what you want. We both could get completely naked and get in the shower together.”
“Is it me or is this a little strange?”
He held his hand out, and the other was on his hip. “It’s not strange, but I don’t want to do or say anything that would spoil this moment for us. That was incredible, and I would like very much like to do it again.”
“Yeah, er, me too.”
“Good. That’s good that you want me to help bring you to orgasm.”
Poppy chuckled. “Would you like me to help you, you know, bring you to orgasm?”
“I’d like that, very much,” he said. “This is insane, right?”
“It is a little. We’re both old enough and we’re, well, mated.”
“Yeah, we are. We’re not officially, and no one knows about it.”
“So we should see each other naked. Do what other mates do,” Poppy said. “Don’t you think?”
He nodded. “Yeah, of course.” He pulled his shirt off over his head, and Poppy kicked off her sneakers and then grabbed the hem of her dress.
“We’re going to have to wash these,” she said.
“Yeah, of course, we are.”
She dropped the dress and looked toward him to find him … naked. She still had on her bra and panties.
Klaus was big and muscular. There were a few tattoos up and down his arms, and one on his chest.
Reaching behind her back, she flicked the catch of her bra, took it off, and then wriggled out of her panties. She doubted she looked sexy doing this.
With her underwear now on the floor, she looked at Klaus. His gaze was on her body, and she quickly slid her hands across her chest.
This was the first time she’d been naked in front of him, apart from the night when she realized they were … mated. That didn’t count. She’d been too busy reeling from the fact he was going to be her mate. Poppy had been a little unprepared for that night.
Klaus stepped toward her and took her hands, moving them down. “Don’t hide from me. Never hide from me.”
“Do you hate what you see?” she asked.
“No, I don’t hate what I see. In fact, Poppy, you need to know that I like what I see. Very much like.”
He placed his hands on her waist. “And you need to know that I’m a dick for all the bad shit I said to you.”
“Can we not talk about that right now?” she asked.