Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49294 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49294 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
“I know what I want, too.” She turns in my seat, being gentle in order not to jar my tense muscles.
“What’s that, sweetheart?”
“I want to ride you, my back to your chest, and I want you to lose control,” she hums into my ear.
“That include if I win, I can take your ass?” Shit, if my friends weren’t here right now, I’d lift the dress she tossed on this morning, yank her panties off, and do exactly what we both want. Since that isn’t an option, I’ll have to keep talking to her in a way that will make my woman come alive.
“Yep, though I’d give that to you regardless. I want to feel you everywhere.” Her voice is soft and raspy with need bleeding through. I’ve used my fingers on her ass, one at first and then a second, stretching her to the limit. I’ve even used one of her small toys, seating it deep inside as I fucked her pussy with my cock. She came like a livewire, bearing down on my dick so hard I almost came before I was well and truly ready.
“Fuck yeah,” I groan. I bury my head in the back of her neck, lapping at her skin and watching as her flesh pebbles with goose bumps. “Everyone needs to leave and head home. I think I’ll make that happen. Love my family, but they’re wearing out their welcome.”
“I think you need to stay where you are.” I start to stand up, my hand wrapping around her waist, her hip nudging at my hard cock.
“Shit, you’re right.” The cotton sweats will do nothing to conceal me. The shit I’ll get from my friends and the trauma Briar will receive is the last thing I want.
“I know. I’m going to check on Briar. When I left the kitchen, she was doing her homework and trying to schmooze Kennedy into a few cookies before her worksheet was done.” Sounds like my niece.
“Well, I vote you give her what she wants when Kenny isn’t looking.” My eyes zero in on my sister. She and Trent are talking; she’s not paying a lick of attention, so Lennon can get away with giving Briar whatever her heart desires.
“That’s been my plan all along. Be right back. Love you.” She presses her lips to mine, trying to make it quick.
“Love you, gorgeous.” I suck her lower lips into my mouth for the barest of a second and then help her up. My eyes stay on her ass the entire time, watching the soft sway of her hips, and I don’t stop watching until I’m interrupted.
“Yep, when I’m ready, I’ll need to know if she has a sister,” Tysen states.
“She does. Minnie. She’s already taken by a cowboy. Thinkin’ he’d fight a herd of cows if someone so much as looked at her wrong.” I’ve heard Lennon talk about him and have seen him through their video chat deal they do on a weekly if not on a daily basis.
“Figures.” We keep talking while the others do the same, each interrupting when they need to say something. Meanwhile, I’ve got half an ear on their conversation and my eyes locked on how amazing my woman is with my niece. She’s gonna make a great mom one day, and I’m going to see to it that it happens soon.
23
LENNIE
“Clothes off,” Asher states in a dominating tone, except I know it’s really a deep-seated need. He’s been cleared to go back to work and for the activities I’ve been holding back on him. Asher talked a big game the other day, placing a bet, but when our friends and family left, he took a nap. The next day, much to Luke’s chagrin, I went back to work. Asher’s mom said she’d sit with him, and she did. Mary-Ann also cleaned the house up, not that there was a lot to do. She’s a lot like her son and can’t sit still to save her life. Mary-Ann also baked a big batch of cookies, plus dinner, which consisted of homemade bread, chicken Alfredo, and a huge salad. A godsend is what she is while also taking care of the big grumpy bear.
“Someone is impatient,” I toss over my shoulder. We’re walking in from his appointment, and apparently, he’s done waiting. I start stripping out of my clothes, staying where I am in the middle of the living room while I watch Asher do the same. Except he lost his clothes at a much more rapid pace. I’ve got my shirt and bottoms off compared to his completely naked body. He walks through the house without a care in the world, hand on his cock, slowly sliding his fist up and down.
“Not been inside of you in two days. Promises were made, and I’m taking what we both want now.” He takes a seat on the couch, opens the drawer nearest him, and pulls out a bottle of clear liquid. My insides turn to mush, thinking about how we’ve been leading up to this moment.