Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
“You know, watching you with Case, the realization hit me that one day, we’ll have a child of our own, and it’s hot as hell watching you be an uncle, but as a daddy? Holy shit.” She fans herself, and that’s it. I’m done waiting and holding back.
“Fuck yeah. Gonna plant my baby inside you. Tonight.” I dip down, taking on her weight as I throw her over my shoulder. Sienna lets out a squeal as I cart her ass inside the house. She might have been sore this morning, and after her little admission, she’ll need more than a hot bath to soothe her aches and pains in the morning. And damn if that doesn’t make my cock even harder.
SEVENTEEN
TREY
I lick my lips, still tasting Sienna on them. There was no way I could take her again this morning. Instead, I crawled down the length of her body, taking in the sight of her red and puffy pussy. I breathed her in, smelling the sex permeate her skin. The only thing left to do was to soothe the aches and pains I gave her. I held her whisky-colored eyes captive with mine as I swept my tongue along her clit. Her fucking taste is the balm to my soul. Her hands dug into my hair and held me where she wanted me as her hips arched up, practically riding my face without sitting on it. I slid my thumb inside her tightly swollen center, another finger sliding along the fissure of her ass, pressing in, and Sienna came all over me.
She took me by surprise afterward. I figured she’d drift back to sleep, so I’d get the morning chores down, and then come back to wake her up for the day. Nope, Sienna took matters into her own hands, crawling up my body, and I got with the program. My back hit the headboard, and she was on me, her hand wrapped around the length of my cock, slowly twisting her palm with each upward and downward stroke. Her hair got in the way of me watching her mouth work on me when she lowered her head. I didn’t miss a moment, not even when she took me to the back of her throat and stayed there for a moment, swallowing, and doing her damnedest to suck the cum out of me before I was ready. Too bad for me, I have zero control where Sienna is concerned, and what seemed like minutes later, my head tipped back, hand gripping her hair so tightly I’m shocked she didn’t wince, and I came down her throat. Luckily, I got my shit together long enough to open my eyes to see her licking me from root to tip when my cock finally started to go down.
We got up after that, showered together, and this time she cooked breakfast, enough to feed an army. We ate together, and then we both headed to our separate vehicles. I made the excuse of heading to the feed store to get a few things for Amos that I noticed were running low. Sienna remained tight lipped, not saying a single word about where she goes or what she does. Which has me resorting to following her to the small warehouse building near the downtown square. I kept my distance, staying well away from her being able to see me, when she parked and got out of the truck. Another person came out of the building, and it took me a minute to put two and two together. The woman is no other than Genevieve, Sienna’s best friend from college. I waited until the two went back inside and then called JW to ask what his plans were. A few minutes later, I maneuvered my truck away from Sienna and her secrets to head to the diner.
Now, I’m walking inside. JW is sitting at the bar-style counter with his back to the crowd and has a cup of coffee in front of him.
“Mornin’, Sutton,” I say to the waitress as I take my seat beside JW.
“Hey, Trey, you want a cup of coffee?” Sutton has been working at this place for as long as I can remember. She's closer to Lane’s age yet older beyond her years with the shit she’s been through. The man she’s shacked up with is a piece of shit. We all wonder why she stays with him. We’ve even told her when she’s ready to let us know, we’ll off-load him for her. This town being as small as it is, people talk, people investigate, and from what Mom told us recently, Sutton’s man, Shane, is out of work. His pastime pleasure is sitting on the couch, drinking beer, and yelling at Sutton. A damn good thing he doesn’t do it in front of me or any of my brothers, he’d be buried alive.