Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
“No,” I choke out, my body beginning to shake. “Absolutely not.”
“Let me finish. When you get there, you’ll go back to the Wanting Tree and wish for me this time. The way it worked for your aunt and the ranch hand. She wished for her soul mate and he was drawn to the tree. We have the advantage of knowing what waits on the other side, so there won’t be any time wasted. I’ll be right behind you.”
“Shiloh, no. You’re basing this theory off some stories. I’m not risking us getting separated. For all we know, it only works once.”
“What is our other option? Stay here?”
“Yes,” I growl. “That’s exactly what we do. I’ll live in any time and place, as long as you’re there. I’ll stay. I’ll acclimate.”
“What about your family? You’re so much closer to them than I am with my mother. You want to go back—I can feel the pain you’re in.”
“It’s nothing compared to the pain I’ll be in if I can’t draw you back to forty-nine. Stop this. Stop. We’re not doing it like this. If we can’t find a sure-fire way to go together, it’s not happening.”
“But Blaste—”
“Enough, Shiloh!” My lungs are encased in ice. “I’m going cold just thinking about it.”
Her features soften, her hands flexing around my wrists. “We’ll stop talking about it for now,” she whispers, kissing my jaw, my cheeks, my mouth. Sinking us into a kiss. And I don’t know if it’s bad timing to make love to her, or perfect timing. All I know is I’m worked up and off-kilter after her suggestion and that unbalanced feeling leads to me attacking her lips with all of my fear and hunger at the same time, locking my tongue around hers and dragging her closer, the kiss turning breathless, eager, urgent. I free my hands from her overhead hold, my palms climbing the backs of her achingly smooth thighs, flipping up the hem of her dress, my fingers tangling in that tiny-ass thong, tugging the string between those soft lips and teasing, jerking it every so often to make her gasp.
“It’s high time you learn how to ride me, sugar.” I let the thong go with a snap and give her backside a nice, sharp spank. “Let’s go.”
Her hands are shaking as she reaches for my zipper, pulling it down carefully.
Biting her lip and moaning over the way my cock springs out, ready to go.
Whimpering, she starts to climb on top of it, but I stop her with a swat of her ass.
“I love the way you think, Shiloh, but you’ll be riding my face. You didn’t think I forgot my promise to lick it, did you?” I take her hips in my hands and jerk her forward, sliding my body downward in the grass to meet her halfway. Pre-come spews from the head of my cock when her mouthwatering core meets my mouth and I grab two handfuls of her ass, grinding her down on me, kissing that cunt the way I kiss her pretty mouth, turned on by her scent. “You still smell like my come, sugar. I love that. You’ll never smell any other way. A little bit of me is going to stay in your panties every time you pull them up and down. I’m going to be in you and on you. Always.”
Shiloh whines a yes, her hips beginning to lurch, testing the sensation, the position, and I invite her to revel by stiffening my tongue, riding her on top of it with my grip on her butt cheeks, until she surrenders with a mewling sound and starts bucking against my mouth in earnest, her thighs trembling around my ears. Getting fucked on my lips, my tongue, my chin. Anywhere she can rub her slick, sexy pussy. It tastes horny and innocent at the same time and that combination makes me ravenous. I devour her from below while jerking myself off, rubbing my thumb over the slippery tip of my cock, plotting how I’m going to shove this son of a bitch inside of her once she’s satisfied—because that’s what I do now. I keep this woman hot and happy. I keep her excited for my dick, because that’s where she lives now.
“Oh. Oh. Ohhhh.” Shiloh’s lower body rolls faster, faster, and I help her grind down, her breath turning erratic. Then she stiffens, calling my name out to the lake and the sweetest moisture coasts down onto my lips, onto my tongue, like a gift from heaven. The taste of my girl’s gratification. There is nothing on this earth like it and never will be.
As soon as she’s done shaking, I slide out from beneath her. Sit up, turn around and get on my knees behind the hottest sight I’ve ever encountered. Shiloh on her hands and knees, ass exposed to the sunlight, thong twisted across her ass and pussy, pleasure dripping from her sex and landing in the grass. I make a sound like an animal that has encountered his mate in the wild, coming up behind her with my erection in hand, positioning it against her wet hole and slamming deep, my roar echoing through the trees, the landscape.