Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 45515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Junior had an urge to find the man and beat the shit out of him. “Did he do anything to you?”
“What? No. Of course not. He was actually one of the nicest foster dads, to be honest. He didn’t like young girls or boys. He was all about the women, but he only took kids in for a couple of weeks at a time.” She shrugged. “You get used to moving a lot. Rarely settling down. I don’t know. I mean, I always hated the color red I guess.”
“I don’t like the color pink, but I think it really brings out the brown of my eyes.”
She burst out laughing as he batted his eyes.
“I guess this isn’t exactly exciting for you, is it?”
“It is what it is, babe. I don’t mind at all.”
“I know, but you could be doing something else, and I wanted to decorate.”
He went toward her, wrapping his arms around her, kissing her neck. “I don’t mind what we do. We could be outside counting grass for all I care. This is more than fine. In fact, I think this is a lot of fun.” He kissed her shoulder. “Let’s do this.”
Picking up a brush, he worked with Leah getting the first coat of paint on the walls. The bathroom looked a mess.
They had to leave it to dry, but by the afternoon, they got a second coat on, and it looked okay.
As night fell, they had a third coat of paint on, and they were both exhausted. Junior picked Leah up and carried her to the bathroom.
Stripping her out of her clothes, he helped her into the shower and removed his own clothes.
They were both covered in paint.
With the water warm, he grabbed the soap and washed Leah’s body. Once he was finished, she took the soap and lathered up his. When she got to his cock, she wrapped her fingers around the length, and he groaned, pressing her up against the corner of the shower.
“I promised myself I’d be good with you.”
“You have been good. So very good.”
“You look tired.”
She giggled. “I’m not tired. I’ve been wondering why you didn’t want me?”
He lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around him.
Junior found her center and slid in deep. She was already wet, and they were a perfect fit.
“The one thing I can promise you, from now and for all eternity, there will never be a moment that I don’t want you. I want you all the time. I can be hard and ready just by looking at you. That’s how much you affect me.”
He pulled out of her, only to slide back inside, and to go deeper than before.
Reaching down between them, he stroked her pussy, feeling her clench and pulse around his dick. He couldn’t get enough of her.
When she was close to her climax, he began to rock inside her. He loved to hear her beg, and once she’d asked him enough, he finally allowed her to come. He watched her come apart in his arms, and only when she had, did he begin to take her harder, slamming every single inch within her.
Junior didn’t know what his club brothers felt for her, but he knew what he felt, and he had fallen for her.
He didn’t need proof, or time. He knew he was in love with her, and he was willing to do whatever it took to keep her as part of the club. He couldn’t let her go, and he didn’t want to.
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Dig sat with Leah curled up against him. He ran his fingers through her hair, and watched the romance movie that was playing in the background. He’d not been paying attention to any of it, and didn’t really care what was going on. The only focus in his life right now was the woman in his arms.
She was tired and had been painting the hallway.
Slowly she was putting herself into their lives, and he, for one, was loving it. They’d been sharing her for two weeks now. He always got Wednesday. At thirty-eight years old, he was the third eldest.
Junior and Tank were the babies of the crew.
Leah let out a little sigh, rolling over.
She looked up at him, and smiled. “Hey.”
“Hey, beautiful. What are you doing?”
“I’m so sorry. I think I’ve been overdoing it lately. I’ve been bad company.”
“I got to have you snuggle up against my thigh, watch a couple get it on, I’m good.”
She chuckled, getting to her feet.
He wasn’t about to argue as she straddled his lap. Her hands wrapped around the back of his neck.
“Can I kiss you?” she asked.
“Babe, you can do whatever the hell you want to do with me.”
She pressed her lips against his, and Dig sank his fingers into her hair, biting down onto her lip.
He could kiss her for days, weeks, months.