Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 58952 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58952 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
As another tidal wave of sensation racked her body, he grunted, and she watched as his restraint finally snapped, his jaw clenched tight. With one final thrust, he stiffened above her, his chest heaving and his eyes rolling back as he groaned through his own release, his hips jerking hard against hers until he was completely spent.
She reveled in the moment, in him, and the onslaught of emotions coursing through her—contentment, adoration, and unbridled passion. He’d given her exactly what she’d wanted, and so much more.
After he recovered, he stood to take care of the condom before settling in beside her. Turning to face her while she lay on her back, he placed a hand on her stomach, skimming his fingertips over her skin as a lazy, mellow smile touched his lips. “You, Lauren Connelly, are going to be the death of me.”
“Not so quick,” she teased, shaking her head and basking in the warmth of his surprisingly tender gaze on her face. “We still have eleven condoms left to use.”
He laughed, the sound loose and easy and relaxed, and one she loved hearing from Chase. “Not sure I’m going to survive the weekend with you, but what a way to go.”
Chapter Ten
Chase slowly awoke to a warm, soft backside wriggling against his groin, making his morning erection even stiffer, painfully so, as his dick lodged itself against a bare, curvy ass.
Certain he was in the throes of some kind of dream, he gradually peeled his eyes open, and it took him a moment to remember where he was, and who he was with. Not that he could ever forget Lauren Connelly, but this situation was a novelty for him. Spending the night, an entire night, with a woman. And waking up with her in a bed. He’d always been careful to take any female to a nice hotel for a hookup, or if they went to someone’s place it was always hers. Both scenarios made it easy for him to be gone before morning so there was no misconstruing that their one-night stand was anything more than that.
The circumstances with Lauren were completely different, considering their fake relationship pact and sharing a room together for the weekend. Leaving her in the middle of the night hadn’t been an option, and while the situation was new to him, he couldn’t deny that he liked waking up with this woman in his bed. Shockingly, he wasn’t even opposed to the fact that they were essentially cuddling, when normally he avoided that kind of intimacy.
Nestled up to one another certainly wasn’t how they’d initially dozed off. Last night, after a very robust round two, and a third shortly after that, they’d finally fallen asleep on their own sides of the bed, with plenty of space between them. He’d always been a side sleeper, but clearly, during the night, she’d scooted toward him so that her naked backside was spooned against his chest, stomach, and thighs. And at some point, he’d unconsciously draped an arm around her waist as if it were the most natural thing in the world to do.
As he laid there, secretly enjoying the feel of Lauren in his arms, she moved her hips again, swiveling them back against his rock-hard dick. Slowly, sinuously. Enough to let him know that she was awake, too, and deliberately arching and undulating that bare, tempting bottom of hers to get a reaction out of him.
He tightened his arm around her waist. “Stop squirming,” he growled against her shoulder.
“I can’t help it,” she said in a husky whisper that was filled with mischief as she continued to wreak havoc with his self-control. “Something hard is poking me in the back.”
An abrupt gust of laugher escaped him at her cheeky comment. “That’s what happens when you keep wriggling your sweet little ass against my dick. It gets hard and pokes. Now be still or I’m going to have to take a cold shower.”
“Why?” Her hand reached around, finding his cock and stroking his length, her palm soft and her fingers firm around his shaft. “It would be a shame to let this go to waste.”
He groaned, and she released his dick and rolled onto her stomach beside him, then turned her head and looked at him, her hair a sexy, tousled mess around her beautiful face. She tugged on her bottom lip with her teeth, hesitating only a moment before saying, “I really liked it when you fucked me from behind last night.”
Yeah, she had. That memory would be emblazoned in his mind, of how he’d put a nice pink palm print on her ass while she’d shamelessly pushed back against him so he’d take her harder, deeper. That position had driven her wild, and she’d had to bury her face in the pillow to muffle the sounds she’d made when she’d climaxed.