Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23333 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23333 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
But he found the strength to.
To distract himself, he reached between her thighs, and even that was torture. Every stroke against her clit set her higher and higher, until she fell over the edge, and Crow had no choice but to grit his teeth as her cunt squeezed his dick. He was so close to losing control right there, right then, and he stopped himself.
Holding onto her, he started to pull out, his thrusts slow, gradual, until he could no longer hold back, and he fucked her harder. He held onto her hips and let go completely, pounding his dick deep inside her cunt. His name filled the air as she cried it out on waves of pleasure.
He came apart, filling her pussy with his cum, knowing he was being a selfish prick, but he just couldn’t stop himself. He didn’t want anything between them, and with Kelley being a virgin, they were both safe.
He’d never been with a woman without wearing a rubber, and he got himself tested regularly. Also, not that Kelley knew, but it had been a long time since he’d last been with a woman. Longer than he liked to acknowledge.
Chapter Five
Kelley couldn’t help herself from laughing, and she had no choice but to take the chocolate chips away from Crow, who was being a pain in the ass. She had to work today, and he’d insisted on coming with her.
She knew her job was boring to many, but not to her. She loved it. From packing the shelves, to serving customers. She’d made a life for herself here. One that meant a great deal to her.
Crow didn’t seem to mind, apart from the fact each item she kept putting onto the shelf, he seemed insistent in taking off.
“Do you need me to grab you some groceries?” Crow asked.
Even though he was making her job a hell of a lot harder, she didn’t want him to go anywhere. The truth was, she did need groceries.
“I have a list.” She reached into her pants back pocket and pulled out the list she’d made that morning. “Do you think you’ll be able to handle it?”
“How do you carry all of this home?” he asked.
“Sometimes I make a couple of trips, other times I call a cab. Depends on the day.” Usually, she shopped every other day, so she would never run out, and it was an easy walk home. She hadn’t called a cab in a long time. She loved the freedom of being able to walk.
“You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.”
“Why are they put into sections?” he asked.
“It’s what I can carry home. So today, I’d take this section, as it’s Monday. This part Tuesday, and you see how the rest goes.”
“And you still don’t want to learn to drive?”
“No, I don’t.” She shrugged. “I like the walk, and I like Creek.” She offered him a smile. “You know, on Halloween, I tend to carry a large bag of candy, and when I see the little kids in their costumes, I dish out the candy.” She frowned. “Saying that out loud makes me sound weird, but it’s not weird.”
“You giving little kids sweets, you know, stranger and all that.”
“Stop it, they know who I am.” She shook her head. “It’s fun, and besides, they come to the house as well.”
“You want kids?” Crow asked.
That question took her off guard. “Uh, some day, I guess. You?” she asked.
She looked toward him, but he never answered.
“I’m going to grab these and let you get to work.” He moved in close and placed his hand on her ass, which pulled her against him. In the next second, he kissed her.
“I’ll be back when I can.” He winked at her, and it was like her heart did a little flip-flop.
She watched him leave the aisle, but she knew he was just going to grab a cart. She had to finish stocking shelves. There was a call out for staff to make it to the counter to help customers, and she’d emptied her recent cart. Taking the empty cart into the warehouse, she made her way to the front of the counter. She smiled at the customers, most of whom were the locals.
She quickly opened the register, and then she got to work serving. Taking hold of each item, she was careful as she pushed it along the counter, allowing them to package their own products. They did have a bag packing service, but the first five customers refused. They were trying to get their shopping done, as it was close to school closing for the day.
Working as efficiently as she could, she smiled and chatted with each one. No one asked about Crow. This is what she enjoyed about this town—they were all friendly, and even though everyone seemed to know each other’s business, there were no complaints. Maybe it had something to do with a couple of tourists who came, breaking windows and causing trouble. A few of The Rebels MC heard what was happening and put a stop to it. That was a couple of summers ago. Since then, there hadn’t been much in the way of trouble. The Rebels MC had earned the locals’ respect.