Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 98134 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98134 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
She gives my pants a tug and pulls them down so my cock is free. I move my hand inside her panties and sigh with relief when I move my middle fingertip down her center and feel how wet she is for me.
It’s no time at all before her breath comes ragged in my ear. With one hand, she’s pumping up and down my length and the other is roaming my back, my hair, squeezing my ass, and running up my abs. She kisses my neck and lifts my shirt up to kiss my bare chest and stomach.
I’m just as greedy with my spare hand, cupping her full ass and breasts, kissing her neck and mouth. I know it won’t take me long.
Either she’s doing an exceptional job with that hand of hers, or I just wanted this so badly that it doesn’t matter. It’s not long before my release is close. From the way she’s breathing and moving, I don’t think she’s far away, either.
She’s grinding into my hand. She brings her other hand to my palm, pressing me deeper and urging me inside her. Using two fingers, I press in her entrance and let out a gasp of pleasure. She’s tight, even around my fingers, and I curl them toward myself, making her knees bend like she’s about to fall over.
The pace of her hand on me increases. I can feel I’m close, and I want her to climax with me, so I pull every trick out of the book.
I hook my thumb around, circling her while I curl my fingers inside her. The moment my thumb touches her clit, she bites down hard on my shoulder and her fingers squeeze me, still pumping up and down with hard tugs.
My whole body clenches and I’m surprised at how dirty she is. She pulls down on me, aiming my release at herself so my own release slicks my circling thumb. She goes rigid against me, breathing heavy and hard on my neck. A moment later, she convulses and I feel her walls clench around my fingers. I imagine those walls gripping my cock and it’s all I can do not to flip her around, bend her over, and plunge myself inside her.
Instead, I let her keep gripping my now over-sensitive length while she cums for me.
She rests her forehead on me a few moments later, breathing hard. “Wow,” she says. “Um, thank you.”
“Likewise,” I say, chuckling.
I lift her chin with my fingertip and kiss her softly and passionately. “Tomorrow night,” is all I say.
She nods, eyes wide with something that might be fear, or maybe it’s just anticipation.
We head back into the bedroom and crawl under the blankets. I close my eyes, but when I open them, I see Andi staring back at me from the other side of Meemee. She looks wide awake. She smiles and twinkles her fingers at me, blushing.
I grin and close my eyes again.
And fuck. Between practically having to parent two kids together all day and that little stunt she just pulled in the bathroom? I’m not sure how I’m supposed to let this girl walk out of my life when she realizes I’m still too broken to be somebody’s other half.
Problems for another day.
Right now, all I can think about is rushing toward tomorrow night like my life depends on it. Tomorrow night, she’ll be all mine. No kids to interrupt us. I’ll lock the fucking door.
22
ANDI
I’m still stuffed from the breakfast Nolan made everyone this morning. He did some wonderful thing to the shortbread where he shaved frozen strawberries over chilled, spongy bread topped with whipped cream. He drizzled condensed, sweetened milk over that, topped it with another chunk of bread, more strawberry shaving, a whole chocolate dipped strawberry, and more drizzled sweetened milk.
I think I almost died when I tasted it. And that was after the crunchy, cinnamon crusted french toast sticks made from homemade bread with his “modified” whiskey-infused syrup.
I think my moans of enjoyment must have been louder than I realized, because Jesse had to clear his throat at me to get me to stop, which made all the guys except Jake laugh.
Little by little, I’ve felt like the guys have accepted me as part of the team.
Sure, I know I need to get my ass out of Jesse’s cabin before long. After last night, I’m only more confused about our status. On the porch, he said we needed to stop doing all the “in between shit” or some other elegantly Jesse way of putting it. Basically, he just wants to be friends with benefits, minus the friends part, I guess? So why do I still feel like we’re friends? More than friends.
Either way, I can’t bet on things working out and him wanting me to stay in his cabin permanently. I’ll pinch the pennies I get and figure something out by the time Christmas comes around. With what Caroline is paying me, that shouldn’t be too hard, even after I pay back Jake, Jesse, and get my growing list of friends here Christmas gifts. And something for my parents and friends back home. And find a way to pay back Landon’s parents for ruining the wedding they paid for.