Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88841 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88841 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
So, I type back:
Thank you again for watching them. We’ll be there soon, but don’t wait on us for breakfast.
Ana
I’m so happy for you both.
I set my phone down and roll back toward Kira, who is wearing nothing but my dress shirt. After we showered and I refused to let her leave my room to get dressed, she got creative and snagged the dress shirt I’d hung over my chair. It’s unbuttoned halfway down, showing off the swells of her perfect breasts.
I edge closer and separate her thighs, pushing my knees between them and rubbing against her pussy. She moans in her sleep, and my dick hardens at the sound.
Undoing another two buttons, I part her shirt and uncover one of her breasts completely. Her dusty-rose nipple is hard and begging to be licked. So, I lean in and flick my tongue across it.
Kira moans again and stretches, exposing her other breast. I take that one in my mouth, sucking on her nipple. Then, I pull back and softly blow on the wet tip.
“What are you doing?” she chokes out, her voice gravelly from sleep.
“Enjoying my breakfast.”
She laughs, and the melodic sound has me feeling shit I’ve never felt.
Pushing her gently onto her back, I brush my lips against hers and then trail more kisses along her jawline and neck.
“Ryder,” she breathes, cupping my face.
I hover above her and kiss her again. “Good morning, beautiful,” I murmur against her lips.
“Morning,” she says back, smiling as I slide down her body, pushing the cover off her.
Spreading her legs and pussy lips, I dip my head and lick up her center. Her body bows at my touch, and her hands go to my hair, tugging on the strands. I’m quickly learning that’s her go-to when she’s turned on, and I fucking love it.
Since I know she’s going to want to get the girls soon, I don’t draw it out. Instead, I go straight for her clit, massaging it in the way I know will set her off, while I push two digits into her warmth and finger-fuck her until she’s screaming out my name as she climaxes all over my tongue and fingers.
I drink her in, memorizing her taste—the perfect mix of sweet and tangy and all fucking mine. And then, without giving her a moment to come down, I climb back up her body, her juices still coating my lips.
“You hungry, baby?”
She nods, her lust-filled eyes landing on my mouth. “Ravished,” she breathes.
Pulling my face toward hers, she licks my top lip and then the bottom, tasting herself on me.
“Tastes delicious, right?”
“It’s okay.” She shrugs. “I prefer my breakfast a bit saltier.”
I chuckle and shake my head, remembering the way she went to town on my cock last night in the shower after we went inside, swallowing every damn drop.
“That’s going to have to wait. Right now, I need to be inside you.” I lean in and kiss her once more. “Now, be a good girl and turn over on your hands and knees so I can fuck you from behind … and take that shirt off.”
She nods eagerly and then scrambles to do as I asked. Once she’s naked with her pert ass in the air, she glances back and waits patiently for me.
I could stare at her all day. At the way her hair is messy from us fucking after our shower. The way her smooth, tanned back curves. Just above her ass are two sexy-as-fuck dimples that remind me of the one on her right cheek.
She wiggles her ass, growing impatient, and I snap out of it, remembering that I don’t have to resort to only looking. I get to touch.
I run my hand between her shoulder blades and down her spine, reveling in her creamy flesh. I stop at the twin dimples and lean over, swirling my tongue around each one. And then I brush my lips over the swell of her ass and give her left cheek a playful bite.
“Ryder,” she groans, wiggling her ass again.
“Don’t rush me, woman. I’m admiring your ass.”
I slap the cheek I just bit, and she shrieks in surprise.
“Well, can you admire it later? I’d really like another orgasm.”
I chuckle at her sassiness as I spread her cheeks apart with one hand and run my fingertip down her crack with the other. When I stop at her puckered hole, I press it gently, and she whips her head around to look at me.
“Have you been fucked here?” I ask curiously. As much as I don’t want to think about her fucking other guys, it’s stupid to pretend like either of us hasn’t been with other people.
“A few times,” she says, “but it wasn’t really good.”
“That’s because he didn’t know what he was doing,” I muse, pushing my finger into the hole slightly, imagining how good it would feel to fuck her ass. “Would you let me fuck it?”