Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 62737 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62737 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
“I’ll give you more, Foxy, but you gotta be quiet.” Her hard nipples are pebbled, increasing the sensation with the hair on my chest.
“Then shut up and kiss me, Jude.” Our mouths collide, and we groan into our kiss. Her tongue seeks mine, arms snaking around my shoulders, the tips of her fingers scoring my back, and I’m on the verge of losing control. There’s no calming the craving that has me ready to fuck my cock in and out of her. She clenches around me as she moans. I quickly swallow them down, and when my tip penetrates deep, I’m damn near seeing stars.
“You good still?” I pull back from our kiss for a moment, worry coating me from the inside out, and that’s saying something with the way my body keeps moving in and out of hers.
“Yes. Stop holding back.” Ronnie grits her teeth with each slow, lazy drag of my cock.
“Next time, I’m taking your ass, Foxy. You’re more than ready.” And she is. My fingers, her toys, we’ve been working our way up for her to take me. I want to own every part of her body, and the only way to do that is to prep her, especially with my piercing. It was on the tip of my tongue to offer to take my piercing out, until she shivered and said she wants to know what it feels like to have me, all of me.
“God.” Her eyes roll when I shove all the way back inside, the tops of my thighs tilting her further up and letting me hit that fucking spot again. Ronnie’s making me see stars. My balls are pulling tightly against me, and I make sure to swivel my hips while staying seated inside her cunt. I’m not coming before her, not this time, and there have been times where my woman has made me do exactly that. She can work her muscles, causing me to lose control, and I more than repay the favor afterward. My fingers sinking inside, my mouth working her clit until she loses all sense of time.
“Christ.” My mouth returns to hers, nipping at her bottom lip, pulling it out, and at the slightest noise she makes, I’m gaining entrance. We’re both nearly there, our bodies working together, her spine curving backward, meeting me every time I pound into her. We’re soaked with sweat, tendrils of hair stick to her cheek, and while her eyes are closed, mine aren’t.
I want to see Ronnie every single time she falls apart. When she shatters, her arms loosen their hold, her nails more than likely leaving tracks where they slide down my back and sides. A tremor takes hold, and through her orgasm, my pace never falters. When I come, it’s where I belong—with her. There’s nothing like no barriers, well aware of the fact that she’s mine and I’m hers.
“Wow.” I lost sight of her while coming, and her word has me looking down at her.
“Yeah.” Maybe it dawns on her like it dawns on me. This wasn’t sex, or fucking, or whatever else people call it. This was the two of us connecting in the most intimate way possible.
“I think we might need to shower.” She’s still recovering, her chest lifting up and down at a rapid pace.
“No.” I shake my head. “I want me planted inside you, and I’m not washing you off me, either.” A heady look washes over her beautiful face, and I’m hit yet again with the realization that Veronica Navarro is the balm to my goddamn soul.
“Okay.” Her response makes me pull out and move so I can watch the entire process of my come sliding out of her cunt. A low growl settles in my chest when my fingers scoop it up and press it back where it belongs—inside Ronnie. Always inside.
22
RONNIE
Agirl can easily form a complex with the number of times she’s woken up by herself in her man’s bed. I felt him jar awake and untangle from me, losing his weight and warmth from his body lying half on me and half off. When he moved through the room and pulled on a pair of shorts, then deactivated the alarm without using his voice instead going for the app on his phone in order to not wake Rory or me and walk out of our bedroom, I knew where he’d head as soon as he disappeared.
Rory.
The protector in him has taken a hit. He’ll beat himself up for this for weeks, months, and maybe years. He couldn’t have prevented it, not with a man as cruel as Jeffrey. I wait a few more minutes, giving him time to himself and to figure out where he’ll land once he checks on his sister. Any guess is possible, but I’m pretty sure I know exactly where I’ll find him. I pull the covers off and place my feet on the floor, shivering with the cold air that cascades over my naked body. Jude stayed true to his word and kept me in bed, not cleaning up until he was done playing with our combined come, pushing it back inside me and watching the entire time.