Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
“Just pull out.”
I moan. Like a fucking paid whore. “That’s dangerous, darlin’.”
“It’s not that time, and you’ll pull out.”
I grip my cock, directing it to her tight hole. “I will, but know I can’t wait to fill this cunt with my come.”
And we are both moaning like whores once I thrust inside her. She’s fucking tight, so wet, warm, and my heart stops dead in my chest. I press my forehead into her shoulder as I draw in a deep breath.
“You fill me so good, babe.”
“You’re made for me,” I growl against her shoulder as I pull out, just to thrust back in. Her ass presses into my thighs, jiggling with each thrust. It’s fucking hot. When my hand cracks against her fair skin, she moans even louder, squeezing my cock in a way I’ve never experienced. “Fuck, Kenni. You like me spanking this sweet ass.”
“I just like you. Fuck me harder, Dean. Please. Please. I want to come so badly.”
Her words fuel the fire in my soul, and I’m lost for her. I slam into her, the motion making the oxygen tanks rattle, but we’re both too far gone to care. Her ass slaps against my hips as I jerk into her in a rhythm timed with the roll of my fingers against her clit. Kenni is whimpering in the most seductive way, and when I feel her start to squeeze around my cock, I pick up speed on both my thrusts and my fingers circling her clit.
“Fuck, I love your cock.”
I chuckle against her ear, flicking my tongue along her lobe in time with my fingers. “Yeah, you do. Just like I love this tight little cunt. I’m yours, KenniLeigh. All yours. Come on your fucking cock.”
She whimpers. “I don’t know what is going to make me come harder.” She reaches up, wrapping her hand around my neck and threading her fingers into the curls at the back of my neck. She tilts her hips up, my cock sinking deeper inside her. “That slutty stache against my ear or the words you’re saying.”
I chuckle, rubbing my mustache along her ear, then I bottom out inside her. Both of us moan low and deep before I mutter, “Both, darlin’. Fucking both.”
I press hard into her clit, and she comes on a silent cry, my name a whispered chant as I lose control. She’s squeezing me so fucking hard, I swear I go cross-eyed as it all becomes too much. I can feel her everywhere. It takes serious effort to pull from her sweet heat, but the moment my come covers the small of her back, her ass cheeks, and the red mark from my hand, I feel like I could come all over again. I know it can’t happen, but damn if it doesn’t feel like it. I squeeze her hip with one hand, while I use my other to rub my come into the faint handprint I left behind. I revel in the sight, in the feelings that only this woman can evoke in me.
I wrap my arm around her, turning her so that our chests press together before I capture her mouth with mine. She whines beautifully for me as I search her mouth with my tongue, my heart beating hard just for her. She brings her hands up to wrap around my neck, and we tease each other with our mouths as our breathing returns to normal. When she kisses my nose, I kiss her chin. When she goes for my jaw, I nibble on her cheek. It isn’t until our noses are pressed together, our eyes embracing, and we have smiles on our lips that I’m able to form coherent words.
“Two weeks.”
Her brow hikes up. “Huh?”
“I can handle two weeks to figure out how to tell the kids, Missy, and deal with that fucker you married.”
Silence settles between us, and I’m relieved when she nods. “Okay.”
“Not a minute longer,” I warn, capturing her jaw with my fingers. “I want the world to know that KenniLeigh Colburn is all mine.”
Slowly, she curves her lips, and fire dances in those blue depths, leaving me struggling for my next breath. There may be six oxygen tanks right behind her, but when she smiles like that, I don’t think even they could help me breathe right.
CHAPTER
THIRTY-FIVE
The Cousins
Skyye
newsflash.
Two hours later…
Flint
we’re waiting.
Skyye
couldn’t say that? Jeez, I’ve been waiting on you to respond!
Ash
we told you we’re busy men. Just write it and we’ll get to it.
Skyye
no, jackass, this needs attention now.
Ash
fine. Report.
Flint
we’re still waiting.
Skyye
In just one week, I know they’re sleeping together.
Flint
who?
Ash
please don’t say my mom is getting banged by your dad. Cause that dude did not ask for my blessing.
Flint
why would he ask you? I’m older.
Ash
Did he ask you, asshole?
Flint
no.
Skyye
shouldn’t he ask Grandpa?
Flint
fck no.
Ash
hell no. That dude failed the first time, letting her marry some douchecanoe who she’s now having to fight to divorce.