Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 71625 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71625 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
He was goddamn gorgeous.
I also knew that he liked to eat healthy.
After eating with him over the last couple of days, I knew that he got the best thing on the menu, regardless of where we were.
For instance, the day before yesterday we stopped at a gas station. They had typical gas station food. What they didn’t have, however, was anything healthy but a basket of fruit in the front of the store, and a turkey sandwich on wheat bread in the cooler next to the fruit.
While I had always gravitated toward foods that were healthy for me due to my marathon training—which I would get back to—it was a rare sight to see a man gravitate toward it, too.
And looking at him now in all his glory, it showed.
“Push the skin back and suck me down.”
I pulled his skin back with my hand while my mouth went farther down his length.
His abs clenched, and I gagged slightly when his hips lifted involuntarily, causing his cock to hit the back of my throat.
“Sorry, girl.” He closed his eyes, likely searching for control.
I looked back down at his cock since he wasn’t looking at me any longer, and moaned when I felt a drop of pre-come touch the taste buds on the tip of my tongue.
He tasted good.
A lot better than I was expecting him to.
I sucked him up and down, then let his dick fall from my mouth as I took a good look at his balls.
They were big, but I had faith that I could do this.
Pushing his dick up and sideways, I dropped my mouth farther between his legs and tentatively licked his balls.
He cursed, and suddenly I had two hands in my hair instead of one.
I thought at first that he was going to yank me up, but he held still, the only thing changing was the tighter grip in my hair. Hair that was quickly escaping the hap-hazard bun I’d tied it into before falling asleep.
I could feel some of the wispy pieces of my hair falling against my face, but I didn’t care. Not then. Maybe later, when it was all said and done, I’d care that he was tangling it beyond redemption, but now? Now I was too engrossed with the way his body was a live wire waiting for the next shoe to drop.
“Fuckkkk.”
I almost grinned, but I didn’t want to take my mouth away from the ball that I’d lovingly sucked inside of my mouth.
Reverently, I swirled it around on my tongue, relishing in the way he tensed and shook each time I jacked his cock off and sucked lightly on his ball.
It was as I was shifting over to the other neglected member of his anatomy when he struck.
One second, I was on my knees between his legs, and the next I was on my back with Steel’s hulking form towering over me.
I gasped and spread my legs in surprise.
He fell more fully between my hips, and then his cock was pressed against my pussy.
My pussy that was more than ready to take whatever he was willing to give.
His eyes met mine, and I saw resolve there.
We were doing this.
He thought I was too young.
I wasn’t.
But he thought I was.
He didn’t want to get involved with me. I had two kids, an ex-husband that all of a sudden wanted something to do with me and my kids now that Steel had started hanging around, and that was the last thing he needed.
He had an ex-wife who called every couple of days asking for money. He had an ex-girlfriend who was dead set on getting back together with him. And he had a motorcycle club and a job that demanded the rest of his time.
He didn’t have time for me and my kids.
Yet, he’d done okay so far.
He’d let us take a peek into his life, and he’d taken my daughter under his wing.
We were already there.
I was already there.
And now, so was he.
“Steel…”
“Call me Big Papa,” he ordered. “Nobody but you calls me Steel.”
I grinned and shook my head. “Maybe outside of bed. But I’m definitely not calling you that in bed. And, I’ll call you that when I feel like it, and not a second before.”
“Steel makes me feel old. No one has called me Steel since my parents were alive twenty years ago,” he growled.
“You’re older, yes.” I ran my hands up his chest, then circled them around to his pectorals. My fingers flicked over both of his nipples, causing him to jerk. “But you’re sexy.”
He smirked.
“I’ve been watching you since we moved in,” I admitted. “I was so freakin’ mad at Matt. There was nothing in this world that would make me consider going for another alpha male…then you came around the first time. You were checking your mail. Some kid was driving too fast down the street, and you stepped out in front of him. Then you proceeded to scare the crap out of him. You had on a pair of worn-out jeans that fit your ass perfectly and a tight black t-shirt. But that kid looked at you, scared to death, and hung on your every word. Just like I did, and have done, since.”