Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 70097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nothing.” I walked him backward until his legs hit the edge of the chair he’d been sitting in. A light push at his chest had him sitting down.
I shoved his knees apart and sank between them. I wanted to taste him. I needed to know how fast I could make him lose it if I sucked his cock.
14
JACOB
“What are you doing?”
Grant raised his eyebrows. “Sweetheart, if you don’t know, you’re about to get a big surprise.”
“Sweetheart?” Had he really called me that?
“We’ll talk about that later.” I reached for him, and he grabbed my wrists, bringing them to the arms of the chair. “I’m in charge. I thought you got that.”
I bit my lower lip as I stared up at him. “Do you really… I didn’t think…”
“That what I wanted right now was to suck your cock until you were whimpering, crying, and begging for more?”
“I… Fuck, that’s hot.”
“It is. I want to do everything to you, every filthy thing I can think of.”
“But you said—”
“Forget everything I said. You’re mine. You’re moving into my room, and you’re staying there.”
I smiled, loving the way he said it like he thought I would challenge him.
“No more leaving the house. I don’t even want you out of my sight.”
“What about you? I want to know you’re safe.”
“I can handle anything. That’s my job.”
I hated how little he seemed to consider his own safety. “I don’t want you sacrificing yourself.”
“No more talking.” He rose onto his knees and kissed me until I was desperate for air, dizzy, and so fucking hard it hurt. He gripped my hips, pulling me to the edge of the chair so he could rock our cocks together.
“Please. Need you.”
“I know what you need. You have to trust me on that. I set the pace because otherwise I might hurt you.”
I shook my head. “You won’t. I want this as much as you do.”
“I want to possess you, to own you.”
He was wild with need. The tension rolling off him was almost tangible. He’d told me before he couldn’t fully let go, but it seemed like his control was wearing very thin. I wanted to push him to lose it. “Grant, I—”
“No more talking.”
I watched as he freed my cock. I gripped the arms of the chair so hard my knuckles had gone white. Instinctively, I knew he wanted me to keep my hands there.
He licked my cock like it was a delicious treat he wanted to savor. I gasped when he pushed his tongue into my slit to taste my precum. I was so ready for him to take me deep into his mouth, but he turned his attention to my balls, drawing each between his lips and rolling it gently. He slipped his hand behind them to tease my hole, and I couldn’t keep still then. I arched up, begging with my body.
“Tell me what you want.”
I held his gaze and knowing how much he wanted to please me made me brave. “Suck my cock. I need to feel your mouth around me.”
He devoured my full length, and I cried out. The pleasure was so intense. He moved his lips up and down my cock, swallowing around me. The hot, tight grip of his throat was so good. “More.”
He gave me more. I slid my hands in his hair, but he took hold of my wrists and pinned them to the chair as he kept sucking me with such intensity I thought I might pass out.
A sound from the woods distracted both of us.
“Get inside.” Grant had his gun out so fast I hardly saw him move. I tucked myself back in as I hurried to the door. Grant covered me, then stood in the doorway.
A deer stepped out from the trees. There was no other movement or sound except her delicate eating of leaves.
Grant exhaled loudly. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. If it’s not my brothers interrupting us, it’s the wildlife.” He shoved his gun back into his waistband and turned to me. Once again, heat burned in his eyes.
“Shouldn’t we go to your room if you want privacy?”
He shook his head. “Can’t make it that far. I’ll just shoot the next person who interrupts us.”
I summoned the courage to run my hand up and down the thick bulge in his pants. “I want to taste you too. I’ve wanted to ask for that for so long.”
He swallowed hard, and his eyes widened. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?”
I squeezed his cock, and he growled.
“Grant—”
He put a finger to my lips. “Not now. I need you to listen to me first.”
He slid his finger over my slick lips, staring at them, seemingly lost in sensation. When he let his wet finger trail over my throat, I didn’t speak or even move. I just let him enjoy himself.