Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
“Stay there. I’ll get your door.” He squeezes my thigh one last time before his keys are out of the ignition and he’s unfolding his big body from the SUV. My eyes track his body the entire freaking time. I’m like a moth to a flame, one that will surely catch on fire once it gets too close.
TEN
Mace
The entire ride to my new place, I kept my hand on her thigh, unashamedly sliding it higher. The slit on Tyra’s dress worked in my favor. I made it to mid-thigh, my pinky finger gliding along the smooth softness of her skin. She did what I least expected. She placed her hand on top of mine, not stopping me from my escapades beneath hers. I was dying for another taste of what was once my wife.
“You’re right, I haven’t apologized, mostly because no amount of words will be enough to earn your forgiveness.” That’s what I say when I open her door, my eyes on hers, hand held out for her to take. Our eyes may be locked on one another’s, but that doesn’t mean I’m not catching the smooth expanse of her leg as she slides out of the car, slit nearly to her hip. And now I know Tyra is either bare beneath her dress or she’s wearing a thong. “I’m hoping tonight, you’ll see me trying to right my wrongs in some ways and give me another chance.”
Her throat moves as she digests my words. The one hand that isn’t holding hers clenches into a fist to keep me from feeling the swallow she just took.
A memory comes up, one of the many before shit went down. She was on her hands and knees, mattress beneath her as I walked towards her, both of us naked. Von was down for the night. I took the afternoon off work, surprising them both with a day of hanging out. Von jumping in the pool for hours at a time was followed by grilling some chicken on the grill. It’s one of the last great memories as a family we had, and the night only got better and hotter. Tyra watched and waited. I gripped my cock in my hand, stroking it as I took one step closer to her, my eyes taking in the way her ready body, back arched, ass sticking out in the air, tits the perfect handful. She licked her lips, salivating for the taste of me in her mouth. God, what I wouldn’t give to have that moment again, to feel the wet, hot softness surrounding me, watching her whole body move to take my cock to the back of her throat. My thumb glided along the hollow of her throat, feeling how it convulsed when she swallowed around my length. I didn’t let her suck my cock long, wanting to dominate her cunt with my cock, ass perfect for me, giving me everything. I let her smooth mouth take me a handful of times, my hips rocking in and out of her mouth until enough was enough, and I pulled her off my dick. Then she was on her knees, my hands going to her hair, the silky strands in my fingers. My mouth was on hers instantly, our tongues fighting for what we both wanted, my teeth nipping at her lower lip. The sharp breath of air she took when pain met pleasure when one hand went to her nipple, pinching it once, twice, and when she moaned into my mouth, I knew it was time to move on, both of us needing to feel one another. The back of my hand glided further south, stopping at the scar on her lower abdomen, a reverence of sorts knowing that her body carried our son, a gratefulness I could never repay.
“Mace,” she breathed out, the same way she always said my name when her voice was full of emotion. I moved further until I met slick bare skin, clit ripe, and if I’d had my way, I’d have left her mouth, lips and tongue rasping along every inch of her skin, stopping at her pebbled nipples, sucking on them like she was sucking on my lower lip as my fingers worked her pussy. I needed to feel her come on my finger, her greedy center gripping my two fingers that I thrust inside in one fell swoop. “God, more.” It was a prayer, begging for me. I slammed my fingers in and out, wishing like fuck it were my cock.
“You want more, siren? Turn around, elbows to the bed, ass in the air, and don’t lose my fingers.” She nodded, doing as I told her, taking one leg and hiking it over my forearm until her knees were to the mattress, arms spread out on both sides, hands gripping the sheets, and her head was buried as I continued to work her pussy, tightening around my fingers. I moved faster, giving her what I knew she needed.