Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 82411 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82411 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
I consider since I asked her to stay inside when I left, that maybe she read it as me not wanting her to come out when we returned.
I know she went to the shelter earlier to help that lady with her classes, but she also texted a couple hours ago that she was back at the clubhouse.
My pulse is racing when I step out of the SUV, and it only quickens more when I grab my bag from the back and zig zag my way through all of the happy couples reuniting with their lovers.
Kids are yelling and running to their fathers. Women are smiling and hugging their men, with whispered promises of what the next couple of hours are going to look like for them.
I walk with my head held high as I enter the clubhouse. I have no right to Beth’s time, but that also doesn’t keep me from feeling disappointed that she didn’t welcome me the way I pictured she would.
I pull in a deep breath, picturing her side of the closet empty before turning the doorknob.
I don’t even bother looking in the direction of the closet when I open the door. The answer to all my questions is right in the middle of the room.
I step inside and push the door closed behind me.
“This is not what I expected,” I say, dropping the strap of my go-bag. It hits the floor at my feet with a thump.
“I’ve been waiting for over an hour,” she says, her lips forming a pout that turns me on more than it probably should.
“Does that mean you had to find a way to pass the time?”
Her cheeks pink, telling me her answer before her lips can form the words.
I don’t hesitate to pull my shirt over my head and begin kicking off my boots. There’s no sense in being the only one dressed in the room, after all.
“Bend your knees and drop those legs open, sweetheart. Show it to me,” I tell her as I lower my zipper, groaning with relief when my cock falls free.
“No boxers?” she asks, her tone light as she licks her lips and obeys my command.
“I was a little distracted when I was packing.”
“You’re the one who said you could concentrate on two things at once,” she challenges, her hand hovering on her inner thigh as if she’s waiting to touch herself until I tell her to.
“I was proven wrong, but I challenge any man to be able to focus when he’s getting sucked off with that mouth of yours.”
“Not planning on sucking any other cocks, Derrick.”
“I know, sweetheart.”
I might have to rip the heart from the man’s chest who thinks he would have a shot or at least hire Hemlock to do it for me since that seems more like his thing than mine.
“That pretty pussy sure is glistening. Is that all for me?”
She bites her lower lip as she nods, those fingers of hers twitching again.
I shove my jeans down to my ankles and kick them away, my hand immediately stroking down my length.
“You know this is only going to be round one, right?”
My words are a warning because I can already feel the threat of an orgasm tightening my nuts with just my hand running along the underside of my cock.
“I expect nothing less.”
“And if there comes a day when I’m only capable of fucking you once?”
“Then you better make it a good one.”
“Could always put that pretty pussy on my face,” I offer.
“I could, but right now I’d like to be stuffed full. Think you can manage that?”
Her words are breathy and full of lust, and they do something to me that I can’t explain. I want to jump on the bed and slam inside of her, but there’s also a part of me that wants to put my mouth on every inch of her body leading from the tip of her big toe all the way up until I can wrap my lips around her swollen clit.
“No,” I tell her when she moves her hand further inside her thigh, her knuckles brushing against that sweet heaven I’m dying to taste. “You already got to have a little fun before I got here. It’s my turn.”
“Then you better take it before you get bumped from the fucking line.”
I chuckle at her foul mouth, but I listen, taking several steps closer until I’m close enough to crawl up the bed.
Instead of going to her, I reach out and grab her ankles, pulling her to me.
As much as I want to get my mouth on her pussy, I’ve been thinking about another type of kiss, one I thought I’d get when we first got back to the clubhouse.
“You’re fucking addictive. You know that, right?”
I swallow her answer, my tongue sweeping out and brushing along hers. It shoots fire down my spine, and she must notice the way my cock jerks because she rolls her hips against mine.