Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
The way that she was so wet for me, practically leaking her desire all over her pussy and upper legs.
I loved that I turned her on that much.
I loved even more that she wanted me, rough as I was, tired as we both were.
“Taos, hurry,” she pleaded, pushing backward on me.
I slipped yet another inch inside, causing my lips to quirk.
“Patience,” I teased, smoothing my hand down over the curve of her ass.
She snarled at me. “There are people waiting on you. I don’t want to exercise patience.”
My hand twitched, really wanting to pull it backward and slam it back down so that my handprint would mark her ass.
She seemed to understand what I wanted, too.
Because she wiggled her ass, all but inviting me to do what I wanted.
So I did.
I brought my hand down, lightly but still hard enough to cause the smacking sound that I wanted, causing her to hiss in a breath.
She looked at me with narrowed eyes as if to say, “That’s all you got?”
I grinned and caught her hips up in my hands, pulling her backward so that I could give her all that I had to give.
She cried out, burying her face into the pillow.
But apparently that’d been all that she needed, because in the next second she was crying out, “Fuck me, Taos. I’m coming.”
I could tell, too. Her pussy was rippling around me, and my cock was so snug inside of her that I swear I saw stars.
I closed my eyes and felt my dick start to jerk as my own release barreled its way down my spine.
Before I could tell myself to wait. To hold off. I was coming.
Hard and deep inside of her.
My hands clenched on the flesh of her ass hard enough to bruise, and she cried out as she said, “Oh my God. My ass is so sore!”
I closed my eyes as I tried not to laugh.
Before I could pull myself together, there was an impatient knock on my front door, causing me to curse.
I pulled out rather reluctantly, and Fran flopped down unceremoniously onto the bed.
“You okay?” I wondered as I tucked myself back into my pants.
I was likely making a mess, but there was nothing for it.
I had to do what I had to do.
“Fine, now that you let go of my ass,” she snickered into the pillow.
“When you get dressed, you can take my car. I’m going to take them into my office so you can slip out,” I offered.
She looked at me as she came back up to her knees.
“Trying to hide me?” she teased.
I shook my head. “Trying to save face. Because there’s no way in hell they don’t know what I was just doing to you.”
She blushed profusely. “Whatever.”
I was right.
The moment I let them inside, they knew exactly what I’d been doing.
And it was Chief Wilkerson who had the biggest smile on his face. “Damn, I didn’t think you had it in you, boy.”
CHAPTER 15
Why is it called beauty sleep when you wake up looking like a troll?
-things not to say to your girlfriend when she wakes up
TAOS
Last night had been a shit show.
Even worse, I’d had to get Schultz to drop me off at damn near dawn so I could get my car.
I’d made it back home in enough time to shower, change my clothes, and head back out the door to teach my first class. Yet, the one person that I’d wanted to see hadn’t shown.
Though, technically, I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised. I’d made her do a competition yesterday after all. She was likely sore as hell, and wouldn’t have been any good at working out today anyway.
Even I was sore, and that was saying something because I was used to competitions. Fran was not.
The hour and a half that it took for me to get through the class, then for everyone to leave, had felt like it’d taken forever.
Which led me to now. I was heading to a certain someone’s sister’s place just so I could see Fran.
When I arrived at their house, it was to find both of them standing outside staring with confusion at Mavis’s van.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
Both women turned, Fran looking startled that I’d arrived without her knowledge.
“There’s something wrong with my car,” Fran explained, a beautiful smile blooming over her face at the sight of me. “It won’t start. And Mavis’s car has a flat tire.”
I walked toward her and pulled her into my arms, causing her face to heat with the cutest blush I’d ever seen.
I tilted my head, a grin widening my lips. “You don’t know how to change a flat?”
I’d meant to just stop by. To see Fran for a few seconds before heading home to get some much-needed work done.
Only, it hadn’t worked out quite like I’d planned.