Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
“Oh you!” I giggle. “So dirty, as always.”
“Yeah, but you like it,” he growls before taking a bite of the cheesecake before us. We’ve got two slices of the heavenly stuff to share, and I dig in as well.
“OMG, this is the best thing I’ve ever tasted in my entire life!” I sigh blissfully, enjoying how the chocolate cheesecake melts on my tongue. “Total heaven.” Randy chuckles at me, staring at me with indulgent blue eyes that make my cheeks warm up. “
“Want to know the best thing that I’ve ever tasted?” he smirks and wiggles his eyebrows and I narrow my eyes at him.
“OMG, don’t start!”
He holds his hands up in defense. “Sorry, but I love how you taste between your thighs, sweetheart,” he stage whispers. “You’re pure honey, baby girl.” Then he sits back and sighs lazily. This man obviously isn’t sorry at all. He lets out a loud yawn for effect before grinning at me again. “You’re so cute, Sammie. I’m happy that you’re enjoying yourself, and thanks for coming with me to that photoshoot. I was worried it might get a little boring after a while.”
I shake my head quickly. “No, no, it was fun. Plus, you’re obviously not camera shy at all,” I smirk, winking at him. “And you were quite the exhibitionist, big guy. I was surprised.”
Randy chuckles and winks right back at me. “I was, wasn’t I? Shit, I can’t wait to get my hands on those nude photos. I mean, the fire department obviously isn’t going to use them, so I guess Isaac just took them for fun.”
I nod.
“Guess so. But I’m sure that they turned out amazing! Hey, maybe you have a career as a Playgirl model ahead of you!” I tease. “I think those guys are showing everything when they pose, but do you know if they’re hard or soft?”
Randy chuckles indulgently.
“I have no idea because I’ve never seen an issue of the magazine, but I’d imagine hard, right? I mean, who wants to be a limp biscuit for the entire world to see?”
That sets me off in giggles and we kiss right there at the café. This is sheer bliss because my handsome boyfriend adores me and we have so much fun together doing even the simplest things. He props me up, brings me along for the ride, and then indulges even my silliest endeavors. I adore Randy Sterling, but little do I know, it’s all going to come crashing down in a matter of months.
9
Randy
Six months later.
I’m a full-grown man, and yet I’m practically skipping to the entrance of the fire station today. I feel like a giddy schoolboy in love because I called Sam while I was in my truck on my way to work, and the conversation was nothing too crazy or out of the ordinary for us. It was just a short check-in before my shift, but still, it’s obvious I’m an idiot in love.
After all, Sam and I have been dating for a good while now, and it’s been fucking fabulous. Truthfully, I never thought that I’d be the kind of guy to be happy with just one woman. In my life before Sam, I was pretty much a male whore. I loved ‘em and left ‘em right and left, non-stop. I’m lucky I didn’t come down with any venereal diseases.
Plus, when my brother Ed got married, I was happy for him, but I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him too because it seemed like he was being chained down. The thought of restricting myself to one woman for the rest of my life was totally unpalatable, and my skin crawled at the thought.
But now, things are different. I guess it takes meeting the right woman to do a one eighty because I’ve never felt as free as I have while being with Sam. It’s just the two of us and there have been no other women for a good long time now, but I feel completely satisfied and at peace. I can’t even imagine wanting to be with someone else now that she’s in the picture because the curvy brunette’s everything I want and need.
The two of us get along great, and to be honest, it’s a little weird we’re not sick of one another given how much time we spend together. Shit, she practically lives with me now, and to be honest, I’m thinking of asking Sam to move in. It’d be nice to have continual access to those sassy curves, and I’ve heard of this new thing called “free use.” Basically, one partner is always available to the other for hot times, and I want to initiate Sam into the lifestyle. It would be pure pleasure to bend Sam over any time of the day I want, and to own those curves whether she’s ready or not. My buddy Jethro’s the one who told me about the free use concept, and let’s just say I can’t wait to give it a try.