Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
But now, we were finally home. Amelia had the children down to sleep. Both Duke and Dixie had received the love they required and were now settled in their beds for the night. The house was beautifully quiet. I went to the control panel near the bathroom door leading to the swimming pool and searched through my extensive music playlists. With a smile, I picked something sexy. I had a lot of making up to do. My guy had been a real trooper all day.
Beau finished brushing his teeth and dropped his shorts and underwear to the floor, kicking them aside. They’d make their way to the laundry basket soon enough. His tight-fitting athletic shirt followed over his head, discarded on top of the shorts.
I loved watching Beau undress. It was my personal porn. Tonight, he removed the shirt with his back to me. The way his muscles rippled this way and that mesmerized me. His biceps bulged until both arms dropped back to his sides. The fatigue of the day melted away as Beau opened the shower stall door and flipped on the faucet. The instant heat had him stepping inside. The shower spray hit him in the chest. All that fur was getting wet, and I wasn’t there to run my fingers through the mass.
My cock firmed right up, and I tore the clothing from my body. I continued to watch his normal shower stance, the one he did every day. He leaned forward with both hands against the back wall of the shower. He bent his head forward to let the hard spray hit the top of his shoulders and cascade the length of his gorgeous body.
Based on phases of cock building, he was at the starting gate, and I was a straight-up nine and a half out of ten. He wasn’t near my level of arousal. Even better. It was now my job to get him caught up with me. The fatigue of the day vanished as I perked right up. I dropped my last garment on the floor and headed toward what I thought of as heaven.
The click of the shower door drew Beau’s attention, but he barely moved his head to see me enter. The tight way he held himself eased as he gave me the sin-filled grin I loved so much. His amber eyes darkened, hunger entering his gaze as he moved to circle my waist. He brought me between him and the spray, the water pounding my back in all the right ways. Beau stared at me tenderly before his lips went to the area where my jaw and ear connected. My guy nibbled there, small bites, tender kisses, and sweet swipes of the tongue. My hands circled his head and neck. Beau still enjoyed marking me.
His lips pressed against my ear as he whispered, “Baby, go natural for me. You’re spending too much time dyeing, shaving, and waxing. I like your hair darker and let me see some hair on your chest. You like it on me. I’d be into that too.”
I reared back, looking doubtfully in his eyes. Lauren spent a lot of time and effort keeping me blond, but it was getting harder and harder to hide. Even my five o’clock shadow was darker than when I was younger.
“It’ll make those pretty blue eyes pop.”
“Do you think so?” I asked, skeptically.
“Absolutely,” he growled seductively. His lips attached to the crook of my neck, and he sucked there on the sensitive skin. Oh hell yeah, he’d claimed his method of making love. I was the prey, and he was my predator. We were going at it rougher tonight. The way he enjoyed making love to me.
My body loosened while absorbing his love, tender nips and sweet caresses. My arms stretched around his shoulders, holding him to me. The perfect relaxation that left the day in the dust. I slid my palms over his back, paying homage to all the hard work that built this body into my favorite playground. My fingertips ran the ridges and grooves until I cupped his neck and close-cropped hair. I closed my eyes.
“You’re leaving a mark in a hard place to hide,” I whispered against his ear.
“Expect more. All these gay dudes about to watch you in the video, they need to remember their messing with a married man.”
“You’re ridiculous,” I said, moving my hands to his cheek, bringing those sinful lips against mine. Beau swept his tongue inside my mouth doing a deep dive. The instant clash of tongue and teeth turned the kiss carnal. I wanted to give him the fight he enjoyed, but damn, it was hard. Beau dominated me in every way.
A guttural sound slipped past my lips as Beau roughly and possessively yanked my body against his, stepping us under the spray. As suddenly as he took my mouth, he left me there hanging. His nose trailing against my cheek and ear. “How do you want it?”