Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 13908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 46(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 46(@300wpm)
"Dean, don't call me that."
"You have to tell me what you want." After wiping a tear off her cheek, she nudges her face against my hand. I hold her chin steady, forcing her to look into my eyes. "If you tell me to drop this, I will, just like last time. If you tell me to love you, I will. But you need to choose. I can't keep avoiding you while you sit in my bar every night."
"I'm not in there every night." She scoffs and rolls her eyes.
"You're in there enough."
"Well, Hank's been nice. He gives me free drinks when I come in."
I let out a sigh of exasperation as I release her face. "You really think that's Hank's doing?"
"No. I know it's not. I want you, Dean, but I have so much debt that it's crippling. It is all I can think about. Pop, my sisters, they're all working their fingers to the bone to help, but it's not enough. They have their own lives to manage, and I hate being a burden. I don't want to drag you down with me."
"What if…" I pause, wrapping my arms around her. She melts into me, and I rub my cheek against her hair. "Instead of you dragging me down, I help pull you up?"
I dip just enough to get some leverage, scooping her up to wrap her legs around my waist. She grips me around the neck with one arm and holds the back of my head with the other hand.
My mouth captures hers with hunger. I carry Mackenna away from the kitchen and my questions. Her body gives me all the answers I need. Every kiss blinds my steps, but I know every inch of my house. I know every inch, just like I'm about to learn every inch of her.
The softness of her lips against mine has blood rushing to my cock. Every step is getting harder until I finally set her down in my bedroom. Our clothes disappear as my eyes roam over every peak and valley of her curvaceous frame, desperate to devour her.
I kneel in front of her like I'm about to pray at the temple between her thighs. With a slow glance up the center of her body until she meets my gaze, I let out a soft breath. The way she runs her fingers through my hair threatens to end this tryst before it even begins.
"Tell me you want this, Mackenna. Tell me you want me." My voice is low as my mouth lingers in front of the apex between her thighs, but I stop, waiting for her to respond. I have to hear her say it.
"I want you, Dean."
That's all I need. It's all I want.
The painfully tight grip of her fingers on my hair, tugging my head back, brings out something primal inside of me. The world around us fades away when I pull her body closer to my face to drink in her natural scent.
A moan rumbles to life from the back of my throat when I bury my nose between her thighs and slide my tongue between the lips of her sex. There's an indescribable sweetness to her pussy that makes my mouth salivate. My cock hardens as I move my tongue around her clit.
Mackenna's forced to lean back and place her hand on the edge of the bed while she uses her other to grip the back of my head. Passionate groans erupt out of Mackenna as my mouth works her pussy into orgasmic chaos.
The soft but firm bud of her clit hardening between my lips makes my cock even harder. Her climax makes my chin wet, and I can't get enough.
I will never get enough of this woman. My woman.
"Please, Dean. I need you inside of me," she whispers between increasing pants of pleasure.
Without missing a beat, I pull my mouth away from her delicate center to stand up. Mackenna leans back onto the bed, letting me hold one of her legs in the crux of my elbow while I rub my throbbing head at her entrance. Sliding the tip across her wetness makes my first thrust inside of her effortless.
She flinches, snapping her eyes shut against the pressure of my cock burying itself deep inside her walls.
"Breathe, baby," I tell her as I begin moving in and out of her pleasure.
The tight grip of her walls around my shaft has my pulse racing. She blows a breath out, opening her eyes as she adjusts to my size.
A low moan fills the silence, and I'm not sure if it's her or me. But the way my body reacts to her makes me yearn to do this every day. One roll of my hips has my dick gliding across the top of her canal.
Jesus. She feels so good.