Through His Eyes Read online Nikki Ash

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
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“Quinn,” I start, but she cuts me off.

“Could you just maybe…if I do something you don’t like…can you tell me, please?” she pleads. And I can hear the words she doesn’t speak. So you don’t resort to cheating on me.

“Look at me,” I implore, needing her to understand how serious I am. “I will never cheat on you. Ever.”

“You can’t possibly…”

“No!” I boom, and regret it when she winces. “I’m sorry,” I say softer, gliding my hands down the smooth flesh of her hips and pulling her into me until she’s so close, my dick is nestled between her legs. “There is not a single, tiny, minute possibility of me ever cheating on you. You are mine, and I am yours. And as long as you keep letting me come around, you are it for me. I don’t care what you say or do. I don’t give a shit how badly you piss me off, or if you push me away a million times. I will never touch or look at another woman besides you. Got it?”

“Got it,” she says with a nod.

“Now, listen carefully,” I say, grabbing two fistfuls of her ass and rocking my hips against her heat. “You simply choosing to wrap your perfect lips around my dick makes me the luckiest fucking bastard in the world. Everything you do once you’re down there is merely a bonus.” I shoot her a playful wink and her cheeks tinge that beautiful shade of pink I love.

“Okay.” She concedes with another nod. “Sorry…” She winces. “I just totally killed the mood, didn’t I?”

“You didn’t kill anything, baby.” I have Quinn kneeling on her bed, with her heavy tits hanging out of her bra, and her entire lower half bare and rubbing against my hard dick. “Feel this.” I grind my dick against her. “It’s hard as granite. That’s what you do to me.” I press my lips to hers briefly, then tell her to lie down. “I want to make you come again.”

“No.” She shakes her head. “You already did it three times. It’s my turn.”

“This isn’t a game, Quinn. We’re not keeping score.”

“I know, but I want to.”

“Keep score?” I tease.

“No.” She giggles. “Make you come.” She pushes me back slightly, then climbs off the bed, dropping to her knees. And without any warning, she damn near takes my entire dick down her throat. She gags softly, and the sound almost has me shooting my load straight down her throat. She pulls up briefly then sucks me back down. And with renewed confidence, my girl sucks my dick like she’s out to win a fucking award for Best Head Ever Given.

When my balls begin to tighten, and my dick starts to swell, I know I’m close. Not wanting to come down her throat—for her sake, not mine—I entangle her hair in my fingers and pull her mouth off my dick. Her lips come off with a pop, and a bit of saliva drips down her chin. The sight has me losing my mind, and before I can stop myself or warn her, my cum is shooting out and covering her luscious tits.

She watches with fascination, and once I’m done, she leans forward and licks the head clean. “You taste better than I do,” she says with a wink, and I know without a shadow of a fucking doubt, I’m keeping this woman for eternity.

Once we’re both cleaned up, we go back downstairs to watch TV. Quinn is snuggled into my side with her head on my chest when the front door opens and in walks Jax and Willow. Willow smiles, and Jax grimaces. I laugh at how cranky he is over me dating his sister. I know he supports us being together, but he refuses to show it. When Quinn doesn’t acknowledge them, I glance down and see her eyes are closed and she’s sleeping.

“Night,” Willow whispers.

“Keep it down,” Jax adds.

I finish the episode we’re watching of Gilmore Girls—yeah, yeah, I know…not very manly, but in my defense, I needed to know if Rory and Dean end up hooking up even though he’s married. Spoiler alert: they do—and I’m about to carry Quinn up to bed, when I hear a child cry out. Remembering Kinsley is here, I wake Quinn up.

“Kinsley’s crying,” I tell her, already standing to go to her. She quickly shakes off her sleep and flies up the stairs behind me. When we get to her room, I let Quinn go in first.

“Oh, Kins!” Quinn rushes to her side.

“I threw up everywhere,” Kinsley cries.

“Shh…it’s okay,” Quinn tells her. She places her hand on her forehead, then turns to me. “Can you grab me the thermometer? It’s in the top drawer.”

“Yeah.” I rush out of the Kinsley’s room and into Quinn’s. She has two nightstands and a dresser. She didn’t specify which top drawer, so I open her dresser drawers first but don’t find anything aside from some shirts and her pajamas. I move to the nightstand on the side of the bed she sleeps on and open the top drawer, finding nothing but her underwear in there. I’m about to close it, when I spot something. Grabbing it out of the drawer, I examine it for a moment. It’s rose gold and has a power button, but when I press it, it doesn’t turn on. It has a thick handle and a silicone top to it. It almost looks like something a doctor uses to check your ears.


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