Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 95756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
“Yes. Do you mind?”
“Hell, no. It looks much, much better on you that it does on me.”
She grinned. “So, I can keep it?”
“As long as you always wear it like this, it’s all yours.” His hand moved higher up her thigh until he reached her ass. Then he paused. “Do you have any underwear on?”
“No.”
“Damn, baby.”
“You like?”
He grinned. “I’d have to be dead not to love this.”
“Good.” She leaned in to nibble at his lips. “Because ever since I saw you riding Beast, I’ve been thinking of you, walking around dressed in some jeans, boots and a cowboy hat.” She grabbed the bottom of his T-shirt, pulling it up and over his head so she could run her fingers down his chest.
“That could be arranged,” he told her huskily.
She kissed her way down his neck as he moved his hands to the buttons of her shirt.
Gigi drew back with a shake of her head and a smile.
He raised an eyebrow, looking surprised. He wasn’t used to her taking charge. But she had something in mind she wanted to do. She slid down onto her knees on the floor. Luckily, he had a soft rug on the floor. She reached for his jeans, staring up into his gaze.
“You sure, baby?” he asked, his arousal clear to see.
“Oh yeah,” she murmured. “Please.”
He helped her tug his jeans down over his ass and she drew them completely off until he sat there, naked, his cock thick and erect. She licked her lips, settling herself between his spread legs once more. Wrapping her hand around the base of his shaft, she ran her tongue over the tip.
“Holy hell. Gigi, feels so good.” He ran his fingers through her hair. She drew back slightly.
“Hands away from me,” she ordered.
An eyebrow rose. She wasn’t entirely sure how he was going to take this. Macca was a dominant guy.
But a small smile tugged at his lips and he placed his arms along the back of the sofa.
“All right, baby. I’ll play along. For the moment,” he added.
“Thank you. I promise, you’ll like this.”
“Oh, I’m damn sure I will.” He watched her through half-lidded eyes as she took the head of his shaft into her mouth. She sucked him in, taking as much of him as she could then moving slowly back up his shaft. She wrapped her hand around the base of his dick, exploring him thoroughly with her tongue before taking him deep once more.
“Christ, Gigi. Feels so good.” His voice held a breathless note and satisfaction filled her. She took him in fast then slowly drew him out.
In and out.
She could hear his breathing growing faster, could feel the tension in his body growing. Her hat grew annoying and she reached up to fling it away as she increased her speed. Gently, she cupped his balls with her free hand.
His deep groan filled the room.
“Baby, I’m close to coming. If you don’t want to swallow, you need to stop.”
Nope. She wasn’t stopping. The moan of pleasure he made as he came in her mouth filled her with satisfaction. She swallowed him down with a murmur, making certain to lick his shaft clean. When he was spent, she sat back on her heels and looked up at him with a grin.
“Good, cowboy?”
He chuckled and reached down for her, pulling her up so she was straddling his lap.
“Good? No, it wasn’t good. It was freaking amazing. You are so sexy. Even more so when you’re wearing my clothes.”
He slowly undid her shirt buttons. “But as much as I enjoyed that, and I did. A lot. I need to touch you now.”
He drew the sides of her shirt apart, revealing her breasts. Cupping them, he ran his thumbs over the taut nipples. She gasped, her head falling back slightly, her hair sliding down her back.
“Are you wet, Gigi?” he murmured as he lightly twisted her nipples. “Did you get wet from sucking me off?”
“Y-yes,” she cried out, knowing he could easily discover the truth for himself if he wanted to.
“Show me. Run your fingers through your lips, press them deep inside that pretty pussy and show me.”
Oh hell. She slid her fingers down her tummy, aware she was blushing as he followed the trail. She brushed them along her liquid-coated folds and pressed them up inside her. A small whimper left her mouth.
“Does that feel good, baby? Having your fingers pressed deep inside you? Or do you need more?”
“More!”
“What would you like, baby? My fingers inside you? Maybe a toy? Or what about my cock?”
“All of it!”
He chuckled. “Greedy wee thing. Show me how wet you are. Hold your fingers up for me.”
She drew them out slowly, holding up the dew-coated digits. He lightly grasped hold of her hand, drawing her fingers towards his mouth and sucking on them.