Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
When he slides his finger inside me, hooking it as he sucks my clit into his mouth, I’m done for. I cum hard. My whole body shakes and bows off the desk. He eats my pleasure, licking every drop until I’m begging him to stop. My body is too sensitive.
When my eyes lazily open, I see Cyrus looming over me licking his lips. I sit up and grab his shirt, pulling him down for a kiss. I taste myself on him and I want more. I want to taste him. I push him back, and he only steps back a little, but it’s enough.
I slide off the desk and onto my knees in front of him. “I think I need to take care of the new sheriff. Earn myself a few favors so he looks the other way when I’m a bad girl.”
“Fuck,” Cyrus grunts. He braces his hands on the desk as I reach for the zipper of his slacks and show him how bad of a girl I really can be. But only for him.
Epilogue
Cyrus
Six years later…
I lean back in my beach chair watching my wife with the kids playing in the sand. Liam sits down next to me and hands me a beer as his wife and kids join them.
“Saw the fence, man. Congrats.” Liam lifts his beer and we click them together before I take a long pull of mine. We gave it a little time before we started trying again for another baby. We knew we wanted one more, but the twin boys could be a handful. It didn't take long before I had another kid in her once we started trying again.
“Thanks,” I tell him.
“Y’all done?” I ask him.
He nods. “Yeah, I think so, but you never know,” he answers, looking down at the little baby girl he has in his arms. She looks just like Nikki. I was hoping for another little girl this time. I look out at my wife and daughter. My daughter is directing her brothers on how she wants the sandcastle built. Everyone lets her get away with murder. She’s is her mother’s daughter, that’s for sure. She even has her little hands on her hips watching as they build a castle for her.
Nikki and Liam's oldest son comes running up next to her and hands her a bunch of seashells he found for her. “Have a feeling we might end up family.” I glance over at Liam. Since the moment our daughter Megan was born, Nikki and Liam's oldest, Logan, has been sweet on her. It should probably piss me off since it’s my little girl, but he’s just so good to her I don’t have the heart to be mad. If he’s anything like his father, then I really don’t care. Liam is a good man.
“Already are family,” he throws back, catching me off-guard. I look over at him. He stares out at the kids and our wives and has no idea what he just said means to me. I’ve never had a family before. Sure, I have one now, but he’s right. They are our family, too. This whole town is, when I really think about it.
Warmth blossoms in my chest. I look back out to see my wife walking towards me with a smile on her lips. When she reaches me, I pull her down into my lap. She leans back into me, her back against my front. I kiss her shoulder. Moments later Nikki joins us, taking her baby girl from Liam before sitting in his lap.
“I really think they are knocking us up in ways that make sure at least one of us is pregnant so that we never get that bachelorette party we’ve been trying to have for all these years.”
My hand tightens on my wife’s waist. Yeah, that’s not fucking happening. Sammy laughs. Liam just grunts. He’s clearly on the same page at me. That’s never happening.
“We’ll get it,” Sammy tells her. I nip her shoulder.
“You can have one if you do it like we did for our bachelor party,” I offer.
“Going fishing and drinking beers is not a bachelorette party. If it was, then I’ve had about a hundred.”
“Hey, I’m pretty sure that night ended up getting pretty wild,” I tease her. I don’t have to see her to know she’s blushing. I slide my hand around to rest it possessively on her belly. I came home from my bachelor party to the fucking sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
Sammy was standing in our kitchen in nothing but an apron as she made me a welcome home meal. She sat on my cock naked and fed me the meal. I made love to her, then ate my dessert off her pussy.
My cock jerks under her. She wiggles against it, probably remembering that night, too. She turns a little, her mouth next to my ear. “We can reenact that any time you want.” She nips at my neck and I have to hold in a groan.