Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
“You need a ride back to Whispering Oaks?” I ask when she takes a moment to breathe.
“Fuck no. Brenda is currently on the way back. The good news is, Shae is none the wiser. The bad news is, I, along with Ronnie, Letty, and Serena, are up. The only nonpregnant women, plus the others, can keep Shae busy and away from the reception area.” I guess there go the plans I was making for this evening after the group dinner. Shae and Luke aren’t doing any type of rehearsal since no one is standing up for them. It became too much for them to decide who would be who. The only person who will be standing before them will be the pastor who marries them.
Coralynn, though, has taken her duties as sister of the bride and ran with it, setting up everything, including coordinating where everyone needs to be and what time people need to be there.
“I’m beginning to think Luke and Shae should have hired you. What exactly has Brenda done?” I pull her into my arms. She wraps hers around my waist, places her head against my chest, and takes a deep breath.
“More than I care to do. She did outsource all of the floral arrangements for the ceremony and reception, got a killer deal with the hotel, and all kinds of other things I wouldn’t be able to do. Plus, LITHE keeps me busy. Imagine if I added a second job. I’d never have a life.” She’d never see me, either, and while before there was an us, I only got spare glimpses of her, I couldn’t imagine having to share even less time with her now.
“That’s true. You can put me to work. Another set of hands will help in no time.” Coralynn looks up at me, happiness swirling with the smile she sends my way.
“As much as I would love to recruit you and the other guys, Luke will find out and bust heads, and then Shae will be in the know because secrets are something neither one of them knows how to keep from the other.” She’s not wrong. The others in the group will catch wind, and it’ll become a shit show, and someone will lose their job. None of the women need the added stress. That will just make their men go fucking bonkers.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. Well, I’ll do whatever you need me to do,” I offer. My cock perks up at the idea of reducing her stress in a way we both like. Last night only scratched the surface. After we started in the hot tub, we took it into the hotel room shower and ended our night in bed. Where I made good on my promise, burying my head between her soft yet firm thighs and wringing out one last orgasm from her, and damn if my cock didn’t want back inside her. She’d been willing to go another round, but when I came up for air, my chin, mouth, and cheeks wet, I had to give her bad news. She couldn’t take me one more time, no matter how much she tried. I didn’t even use my fingers, keeping it to my tongue and lips. She’d been swollen when I started, still getting used to my size. Her tight snugness nearly had me seeing stars as it was. We settled on her using her hands on me, painting her chest with my cum, then falling into a deep sleep.
That all changed this morning. I woke up to Coralynn straddling my lap, rubbing her sweetness along my dick, and I gotta say, a man could get spoiled with that type of wake-up call. I’d been more than content for her to use me to get off, remembering how she wanted us to do similar naked when I had her up against the brick wall outside of LITHE.
She didn’t want that, and once she lifted her hips, allowing my dick to stand up with the help of her soft-as-fuck hands, I didn’t want to come anywhere else except deep inside her. By the time we were through, sweat clung to our skin, her hair was a mess, and we both needed showers. I’d given her a shirt of mine to wear on her walk back to her room, along with the robe, and while I didn’t mention the other shirt she stole, I sure enough told her she looks a hell of a lot better in my clothes than I do.
From there, she went through the paces of changing while I sat on her bed, scrolling through my phone. I’m technically off work until Monday, but that doesn’t stop emails from coming through or the doctor on-call keeping me up to date on what’s going on in the office. I only responded to the important shit, the rest can wait until Sunday evening when I’m back home and in front of my laptop. For the first time in years, I didn’t bring a lick of work with me, and it’s damn nice. I get why Luke shuts down now and won’t talk work when he’s off the clock. When you have a woman, you enjoy being with her more than anything else, it makes you rearrange your way of thinking, and that’s what I’ve done.