Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 133878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
She nodded. “I’m yours after.” She stared into his eyes. “You should know it’s been a while for me. A long while. I don’t have…uhm, I mean I don’t carry around…”
His bold girl was suddenly shy, and he realized what she was talking about. “We have condoms. Baby, we really did overhear the clown car girl talking about where you would be tonight and followed you there. You should know we only intended to take you home. But we’re not so dumb that we’re not prepared in case you wanted…well, this.”
“Bay, this is all I can have right now.”
Again, he wasn’t going to argue with her. He would show her they could have something special. “Then we should make it count.”
He kissed her again and let his hands find her breasts. So soft. So responsive, since her nipples were hard pebbles against his palm.
When he broke off the kiss, she gave him a mysterious smile and dropped to her knees with his help.
She was precious, and he didn’t want her banging her knees. They needed carpet instead of the hardwoods.
And then her hand was on the fly of his jeans, and he wasn’t thinking about decorating anymore.
She was a fucking goddess. He’d dreamed of seeing her this way, but she was so much more. He supposed in a lot of ways he’d viewed her as a perfect woman. He was rapidly learning that his version of perfect included a sassy mouth and a bad attitude at times. And that impish grin she got when she knew her own power.
He wanted to see that grin on her face way more often.
He took a long breath as she wrapped a hand around his cock and heard Shane do the same.
She wasn’t bothering to hesitate. She didn’t need alcohol to drop her inhibitions about sleeping with two men. She didn’t seem to have any inhibitions when it came to this. She loved her brothers and didn’t have a single problem with their relationship.
Was she looking for that kind of relationship?
Brooke stroked him, her fist tightening slightly as she leaned over and ran her tongue over his cockhead.
The sensation sizzled through his body. “I know this is going to surprise you, but it’s been a while for us. Well, me at least since apparently Shane has been using costume dramas to get laid.”
His brother groaned because Brooke was tonguing him now. “That was two years ago, but he’s right. It’s been a long time for us. At least six months.”
She frowned up at him. “Are you telling me you haven’t had sex since you started working at the G?”
He growled and reached for her hair, tugging it slightly from the base of her neck. “I answer nothing if you’re not playing. If you want a Q&A, we can sit down and talk.”
“Bossy,” she complained but she sucked his cockhead behind her lips. Her tongue worried the underhead and threatened to make him lose it.
He concentrated on the question she’d asked. It was that or animal facts, and he’d already gotten in trouble with those once tonight. “No. We’ve worked, and sometimes we come into town, but we haven’t found a girlfriend.”
“We haven’t found anyone we wanted. Not this way,” Shane corrected. “Anyone but you. As we tried to show you last Christmas.”
“I wasn’t…” Her words hummed along his skin, making his eyes threaten to roll to the back of his head. “…in a good place. I’m still not. Guys, I’m not dating material, but I wouldn’t hate enjoying this while I’m here.”
He bit back a groan as she ran that tongue all over his dick. Every lick made his body pulse with anticipation. Her words should give him pause, but all he could feel was pleasure. They could sort the rest out later. Sex could bind her to them. He would bet she was like a lot of women and if they were intimate often enough, her heart would get involved.
“I can handle that,” Bay replied. Lied. Well, it wasn’t a lie since he fully intended to handle it because it was becoming more and more obvious that Sawyer was right and all was not well in Brooke’s castle in the city. Something was up, and he was going to get to the bottom of it. But for now, he had set them on a good footing. She didn’t seem to mind his need for control. “Cup my balls, Brooke. I want to feel your hands on me.”
His spine tingled when she obeyed him. He glanced down and caught sight of her watching him.
Powerful. This made her feel powerful. She didn’t know it yet, but he could make her feel like the goddess she was.
“Finish him off, Brooke,” Shane commanded, his voice hoarse. “Finish him and then we’ll figure out a way to make that loft bed work. I want inside you.”