Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 62847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
His gaze was hot as he lifted me. He set me under the rain fall shower head. I gasped as the soap slid off of me all at once.
“Ohhh…”
He grinned.
“Now I’m going to do the front.”
I was out of breath as I watched him pour shower gel into his palms. He started at my neck. He was extra thorough with my breasts, tugging on my nipples and grunting his approval as they got hard under his nimble fingers.
He washed my belly and my thighs, not touching between my legs. I wiggled a bit in protest and he shushed me.
“You don’t need any soap there, sweetie. Don’t need it.”
Then he knelt and washed the front of my legs. I watched him work, even more turned-on than I’d been before. He smiled faintly as his face came closer to my pussy. He licked me and I moaned, my hands in his hair.
But he stopped too soon. He stood and turned me so the water washed over my front.
“Hmm… Connor… I want…”
He chuckled and his hands cupped my breasts. His hardness pressed against my bottom.
“Sorry love, we both have to wait. I was already too rough with you.”
I bit my lip, pouting.
“Why don’t you let me wash you then?”
“Sweetheart… not now.”
He caught my hand and kissed it. I pouted a little and he bit my fingertip, making me squeal.
“If you touch me right now, I’m going to lose it.”
“I don’t mind.”
“You are delicate down there, sweetheart. I don’t want to hurt your sweet little pussy.”
I leaned back and watched him wash himself quickly. He shook himself like a dog at the end and I laughed. Then he wrapped me in a towel and started drying me off.
“I can do that, Conn.”
“I know. Just let me have my fun. I want to take care of you Casey…”
He smiled at me sheepishly and I realized he meant it. He wanted to do everything for me. I nodded and he dried me off, wrapping a fresh towel around me at the end.
Then he kissed me.
“I’m getting wet again!”
He grinned and scooped me up, carrying me to his bed. He put me under the covers and stood there, staring down at me.
“You sleep in here from now on.”
“Where are you sleeping?”
“In here. But not tonight. I don’t trust myself.”
He grinned.
“Besides I have work to do.”
I snuggled underneath the covers and gave him a coy look.
“But what if I get cold? Who will warm me up?”
He moaned, looking like he was in pain.
“Don’t tease me, sweetheart. You’re going to be sore as it is.”
He leaned down and pressed a kiss to my forehead.
“Get some sleep.”
Connor
I heard the chain hit the floor and smiled. She was up. I stretched from where I’d been standing at the kitchen island.
My email was full, rapid fire information coming in now. I’d been on and off half the night and into the morning. But I shut the laptop anyway, too eager to get back upstairs.
I’d come down a few minutes ago to make breakfast. I’d been checking in on her, watching her sleep throughout night. I was hoping she’d wake up since dawn, wondering if it was too soon to have her again.
My little angel was so small, and it had been her first time after all. I wasn’t a wild animal. Or at least, I was trying not to be.
I poured her a cup of coffee and carried it upstairs.
Her hair was wild and wavy as she clutched a sheet to her breasts. I felt my cock lurch towards her, just from a glimpse of those tempting curves and soft skin.
Her face was soft from sleep, her lips looking full and oh-so-kissable.
Her eyes on the other hand, were a different matter.
My little angel was pissed.
“You chained me again?”
I nodded, smiling at the indignant look on her beautiful face.
“I made you coffee. And the griddle is warmed up if you’re hungry.”
Though I had turned the gas off again… just in case we took a while to get downstairs. I was trying to be thoughtful, while planning for the best possible outcome. More bed time with Casey.
Hopefully, right now.
She took the coffee and sniffed it, giving me an irritated look. She was so cute when she was annoyed with me. But she took a sip anyway.
“Griddle?”
“Flapjacks sweetie.”
“Oh.”
She set the coffee down and looked at me.
“What’s with the chain? Is this a kinky sex game?”
I stayed where I was, my arms crossed over my chest.
“No. But it could be.”
She perked up a bit at that. I almost laughed at the same time as my dick got even harder. She was so fucking adorable. I loved how curious she was about sex.
She wasn’t overly shy. She didn’t have any hang ups. Or experience. She just needed some lessons. And bless her heart, she was more than eager to learn.