Total pages in book: 180
Estimated words: 182075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 910(@200wpm)___ 728(@250wpm)___ 607(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 182075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 910(@200wpm)___ 728(@250wpm)___ 607(@300wpm)
She snuggled into Rock’s side as Spencer spooned her. Slade was lying on the end of the bed.
“We need a bigger bed,” she said.
“Agreed,” Slade said.
Spencer snorted and Rock kissed the top of her head.
Yes. This was almost perfect.
Well, almost.
50
“How are you feeling, Boo?” Slade asked as he helped her into bed on Sunday night.
She blushed slightly. She couldn’t believe that she’d sucked Slade off. While Spencer fucked her. And Rock came with her hand around him.
“Oh, that good, huh?” he murmured.
“Um, well, I’m getting everything I ever wanted and never thought I would get. So, yeah . . . I feel pretty damn good.”
“Everything you ever wanted. That’s good. Because I want you to have everything you ever wanted.” He turned her to her side and kissed her lightly.
“Although there is something else I didn’t get.”
“Is that so? What would that be?” he asked with wide eyes.
Yeah, she wasn’t really buying his innocent act.
She grasped hold of his cock. “This. Inside me.”
So far she’d only sucked him off and while that was amazing she couldn’t help but want more.
Spencer was the only one that had actually fucked her. Rock, well, she might have work up to taking him.
“And do you think you’re up for that?” he murmured. “I wouldn’t want to hurt my girl.”
“I am. Really, I am. Please,” she begged. “I just really want you inside me.”
“We’ll need to make you nice and wet to take me.” He cupped her breast, playing with her nipple through the nightgown she was wearing.
It wasn’t the red one. She wasn’t sure where that had gone. It seemed to have disappeared.
This one was pink-and-white-striped, and while not sexy, she thought it was cute.
He slowly undid the buttons down the front and parted it. Then he whistled, low and slow. “Look at you. Absolutely beautiful.”
Blushing, she squirmed. “Really?”
“Absolutely. I don’t know how you can’t see it. But I will spend every day for the rest of my life telling you exactly how amazing and beautiful you are.”
“Thank you,” she whispered huskily.
“Oh, you never have to thank me for telling you the truth. It is my pleasure.”
Slade leaned down and licked her nipple. Then drew it into his mouth, sucking strongly. A moan escaped her and she thrust her hips up.
God. That felt so good.
“Now, are you going to be my good girl?” Slade murmured.
She didn’t know why she liked hearing him say that so much. But she did.
And she most definitely wanted to be his good girl.
“I will be. I promise.”
“Good girl.” He cupped her mound, sliding his finger between her slick lips. “Nice and wet. But I think we can do better, can’t we?”
“Can we?” she asked, her voice sounding husky.
Breathless.
She’d never enjoyed sex before and now it seemed like she’d become a sex addict. But just for them.
The more she got, the more she wanted.
“Oh yes, we can definitely do better. Part your legs. Be my good girl and obey me and I’ll make sure you come. Be a naughty girl and I’ll have to punish you.”
If by punishing her, he meant that he would make her wait to come, then she was definitely going to do as she was told.
“Have you ever considered anal sex?” he asked. “Tried it?”
“I . . . I haven’t tried it.”
“But you’ve thought about it, haven’t you?” he murmured.
“Yes,” she said honestly.
He circled her entrance with his finger while sucking strongly on her clit. “Good girl for being so honest. That’s going to get you a reward.”
He teased her clit with his tongue.
He was so good at that. She was already on the cusp of an orgasm, but she didn’t want any of this to stop.
She needed more.
Slade drew his finger away, leaning back to stare down at her. “Such pretty breasts.”
She wasn’t sure if they really were but she’d take the compliment.
“We’ll have to prepare you before we take you there. I’ll order some butt plugs.”
She knew she was blushing. She could feel it. But the thought of taking one of them in her ass and the other in her pussy . . . yep. She was so wet and her clit was throbbing.
It was almost too much.
He lay on his side, staring at her, while two fingers moved almost lazily in and out of her pussy.
She squirmed, searching for more and he drew his fingers out, lightly smacking her pussy.
“Naughty girl. No moving.”
Indie whimpered. Why was he so mean? Why couldn’t she move? She needed more. More friction on her clit.
His dick in her pussy.
“Have you been reading your book?” he asked.
Why did he sound like he was having an everyday conversation with her over a cup of tea?
And why was he talking about her book . . . what book?
Oh.
The book that he’d given her?
Guilt washed through her because she hadn’t read it.