Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 130512 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 653(@200wpm)___ 522(@250wpm)___ 435(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130512 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 653(@200wpm)___ 522(@250wpm)___ 435(@300wpm)
She moaned, as her climax continued to roll through her.
“Love you,” she said, breathless.
I was stupid gone over this woman.
I leaned in and nipped at her bottom lip, my lips grazing hers as I said back, “So fucking much.”
She moaned all over again, her eyes darkening.
When her legs were able to hold her again, I rolled her leggings down, shoving them and her thong out of the way. Unzipping myself, I pulled my dick out and rubbed it against her ass.
“Mason,” she warned, her eyes dark and heavy as she watched me.
I smirked. “Don’t worry, but fuck, Sam. I miss your ass.”
Her eyes closed, and I had to kiss her again. I tipped her hips back and ran my cock through her folds, fuuuuuuuuuuuck. I’d just meant to rub against her entrance, but her slickness sucked me in.
Goddamn.
I loved this woman. I loved everything about her.
My woman.
I shoved all the way in, both of us groaning. She was already primed for me, and I went fast and hard. I drove into her with powerful strokes, and it wasn’t long until she cried out again, another release was building.
I loved being able to bring her back up, and up, and up again.
I pounded in, gritting my teeth because she felt so good. She always did, but I held off, panting. Seeing her hands turn into fists and the way she clenched her jaw, I cursed. “Come.”
She was fighting it.
I leaned in and whispered, “I want to feel you quake around my dick, baby. I need your pussy to squeeze me hard and hold me in that cement fucking grip you got in your cunt because I love it when you punish me. Do it. Come for me again.” Her body was rigid and shaking. I slid my hand over her hip, pausing over her stomach before sliding down. Once I made contact with her nub, she cursed and her walls clamped down on my dick. It was heaven on this earth. I swore once and released into her.
“Ah!” she screamed, her head slammed back to my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around her waist and held her in place. We were both shaking, the waves still rocking through us. I recovered a little faster and panted, just holding her until her body stopped jerking.
I moved my hand over hers, rubbing my butterfly tattoo over hers.
“Fucking, fuck, fuck. Mason. Fuck.” She laughed softly.
I was pumped, my body primed.
I could take on the world right now.
When I set her back down, easing her down, her knees buckled.
I swooped in to catch her, but she shoved me off. “I got this.”
I laughed, but I didn’t step back. I stayed right there, my chest pressed against her back. “Don’t get pissed that I’m thorough.”
She rolled her eyes, trying to pull up her leggings, but her body was still trembling. She had to let go of the leggings to grab the counter beside her.
I tsked her and pulled her to rest against my chest. Pulling my shirt off, I used it to clean both of us up. Tossing it to the floor, I made a mental note to grab it when we got back or one of the dogs would tear into it. I helped to dress her, pulling up her panties and leggings. I smoothed a hand over them, feeling her lipstick in one of the pockets and running around to stroke her ass. I lingered there. I really, really loved her ass. She’d put on a little weight so she had more for me to hold on to back there.
My bulge was back, and I rubbed it against her. “God, I love when this moves.”
She made a mewling sound before she shoved me back again, but she was grinning. “You’re so…”
I couldn’t take my eyes off her ass. Leggings were such sweet torment. I knew she could see the hunger still in me. It was always going to be there. I’d never be able to appease it, not fully. I didn’t know if this was normal. But I never wanted to find out.
As long as Sam loved me, I would die before losing her.
A surge of protective and possessive need swept through me, and I pulled her into my arms, kissing her forehead. The world could fall down around us, and I wouldn’t notice if I had her in my arms and my kids close. Afterward there’d be paralyzing fear, because I’d need to make sure Maddy hadn’t been the cause of it. And Nolan and Nash would probably know it was going to happen, so they’d already be by us.
My family. I grinned. We were a force of nature, all of us. Together. Separately.
Fuck anyone who tried to hurt us again.
“What are you thinking?” Sam tipped her head back, her eyebrows up.
I pressed one last kiss to her forehead. “Nothing, just thinking about us and our kids.”