Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
“What about your boyfriend, honey?” he asks. “What are you trying to say?”
I stare at him.
“Well, just the fact that I have a boyfriend, for one. I mean, you know Trig! You know we’re in a relationship, so why did you come into the bathroom?”
Hunter shoots me a one-sided grin.
“Again, like I said. You’re beautiful, Rae, and I wanted to see what you look like when you orgasm.”
I sputter.
“But what about him?”
Hunter shrugs.
“Trig is your problem, honey, and I’ll leave you to handle it. Really, your relationship isn’t my business.”
“Not your business?” I practically shriek. “What kind of example are you setting for me?”
Hunter merely shoots me that asshole-y smirk again while raising both his hands up, palms in surrender.
“Sweetheart, like I said, I’m not a father figure to you and I never have been, so I’m not looking to set any examples. I’m looking to enjoy your body, and frankly, I’m looking forward to enjoying those delectable curves again, as soon as possible actually.”
Okay, this guy takes the cake. I’m trying to break things off, or at the very least, to have a serious conversation, but instead, Hunter’s just brought things around to his original goal: sex. He’s determined, I’ll give him that. But still, I can’t just blow off Trig, and I won’t conduct some clandestine affair either.
“I’m sorry, but you’re not getting more of what we just shared,” I say in as frigid of a tone as I can manage. “No can do.”
One black brow raises.
“Oh really?” Hunter rasps, beginning to prowl towards me, his big body taut and muscular. “Is that where we stand?”
I shiver, my pupils dilating as I look at this enormous male animal, who’s only two feet away now. I can practically feel the heat coming off in waves from his body, and moisture grows between my thighs even as my nipples pebble. Of course, Hunter sees everything and chuckles low in his throat before reaching over to cup a big breast through my sweater, his large palm squeezing the soft flesh before skimming his thumb over the turgid tip. I let out a moan, my lashes already beginning to flutter, and he chuckles deep in his chest again.
“Oh, I don’t think we’re done yet, Rae. Not by a long shot.”
I want to melt into his arms. I want to pull up my sweater and to bare my breasts to him before begging him to suckle at my teats. I want him to put his dick in my pussy again, before sliding it out and putting it in my ass next. But how do I tell him these things when what we’re doing is wrong? I merely stare into Hunter’s eyes, dazed and unblinking, while mewling with pleasure as he tweaks my nipple.
The older man chuckles, although that ice blue gaze is now fiery hot with desire.
“Like I said, we’re nowhere near done with each other, sweetheart. But if it’s so disturbing to you, why don’t you ask Trig about it?” he growls.
I can barely even think with the way he’s tugging at my nipple at the moment, making the creamy orbs shake.
“Hmm?”
Hunter doesn’t lose a beat.
“Why don’t you talk to your boyfriend about us?” he asks in a smooth tone. “I think it’s worth a shot.”
That makes me snap back to reality, and I step back, popping my nipple out from between his fingers.
“Are you insane, Hunter?” I ask in a low voice. “He’ll fly off the handle! He’ll kill me! At the very least, Trig would break up with me before calling me a slut.”
One black brow arches again.
“Are you a slut, Rae?”
I stare at my handsome stepfather.
“How am I supposed to answer that?”
He merely shrugs.
“All I’m saying is that I noticed how much you liked getting a finger in your ass while I was fucking you, honey. I think there’s more there, and if I’m accurate, then you’re the type of woman who likes getting both holes stretched at once. It’s something you could do with both Trig and I, so why not ask him? At the very worst, you’ll come off as a horny little nympho, which might just make you even more attractive in his eyes.”
I open my mouth to protest because I am not a horny nympho, but then my mouth snaps shut because the truth is that I am. I fucked Trig during a party, for Christ’s sake! Not only that, but I adored what Hunter and I just did in the shower stall, and the fact of the matter is that lately, I’ve needed both holes stretched simultaneously in order to come hard. I can orgasm without it, but generally, I need to be plugged tight in both my pussy and my ass to achieve the bone-rattling climaxes I crave.
Hunter can read my mind, and he shoots me that smirk again, although his blue eyes are almost grey now. I know he means his words, and as he leans forward to kiss my cheek, his words drift over the soft skin there.