Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 16103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 81(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 81(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
“That sounds great.” I lean up on my tiptoes and kiss him, which leads to him pulling me close against his muscular body. Thoughts of a nice hot bath fly right out the window as I return his kiss. At some point, I end up laying across the breakfast bar with him kneeling at my feet.
“I love these dresses you wear,” he growls against the inside of my thigh before running his tongue along the edge of my underwear. “They give me easy access to my favorite snack.”
My eyes cross as he uses his fingers and tongue to bring me to the edge of orgasm. I growl Lex’s name when he suddenly stops. “Hey.” I lean up on my elbows and glare at him, hoping to convey my displeasure.
“Shush and let me work.” He glances up into my eyes and winks.
“Well, hurry up and get to work.” My patience is gone. I drop back down on the cool countertop and stare at the ceiling.
“You’re awfully demanding when you’re tired,” he grouses, then stands up and pushes his sweatpants down past his hips. His huge cock juts out, and I reach down to give it a little squeeze.
“You’re awfully big when you’re hard.” His eyes glaze over with passion as I slide my hand up and down his erection. He moves my hand out of the way and presses his huge erection into my opening. Then the big jerk stops. Sweat breaks out on my back as I wiggle my hips, attempting to draw him deeper.
After wrapping my legs around his hips, I dig my heels into the back of his thighs and hold on tight. Lex finally gets the hint and begins to pump a little faster.
I lose track of time as he slowly brings me closer to coming. Each time I feel like I’m going to explode, he slows his thrusts. His freaking patience is getting annoying. Two can play this game. I lean back and stare into his eyes as I run my fingers over my boobs. When I squeeze my inner muscles around his hardness, Lex loses his mind and starts thrusting furiously. “Come for me.” His words send me right over the edge. I come screaming his name while Lex pumps his cum deep into my pussy.
We shower together, then spend the rest of the evening getting dirty again.
Chapter 10
LEX
Waking up with Letty curled up at my side every morning for the last several weeks has spoiled me. I’ve gotten to the point that I hate workday mornings and live for the weekends when I can spend the entire morning showing my girl how much she means to me.
A week after she started staying at my house full-time, I bought a ring. I’ve spent the last few weeks trying to figure out how to propose. Our relationship has been on the fast track, but I’m still not satisfied. I want her tied to me for the rest of our lives.
I’m sitting at my desk, staring out the window, watching people move up and down Broadway when my cell phone rings. Thinking it’s my girl, I answer without looking at the screen. “Hello.”
“Lex!” Jazzy’s hysterical voice cuts through my soul.
“What’s wrong?” My mind automatically jumps to the worst-case scenarios, causing my heart to seize up in my chest. “Is Letty okay?” I blurt out the words that are echoing through my mind on a constant loop.
“I don’t know,” she wails. “Skylar just called me from the store to tell me she’d called an ambulance for Letty.”
Fucking hell. “What happened?” I grab my coat and rush for the door. The afternoon session is the last thing on my mind as I race through the busy courthouse.
“I don’t know,” Jazzy explains. “I was in the shower so I missed her call. She left a message telling me to meet them at the hospital, and I’m on my way there now.”
I growl some response and hop in my car. After peeling out of the parking lot like a bat out of hell, I notice red and blue lights flashing in my rearview mirror but I don’t stop. The fucker can follow me all the way to the hospital.
Dillon pulls up on the side of my car in the hospital circular drive and jumps out of his cruiser. “What the fuck? Has Lead Foot Letty rubbed off on your ass?”
I’m too terrified to appreciate his attempt at humor. “Something is wrong with Letty.” I shove past him and rush for the front door.
I hear my friend cussing a blue streak behind me but ignore the fucker and rush to the front desk. “Letty Matheson.” Confusion enters the young nurse’s gaze, and I correct myself. “My fiancée, Charlotte Matheson, was brought in by ambulance.”
“Oh.” She smiles at me. “Let me check.”
“Fiancée?” Dillon mumbles behind me.