Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25380 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25380 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Sixteen
Ryder
“Morning, sugar,” I grumble, my head lifting up to see my girl with her deep hazel eyes staring back at me. She’s wedged between my legs, her mouth wrapped around my cock. That wicked tongue of hers tracing the underside of my cock before she sinks down on it again.
“Good morning, handsome.” She takes her mouth off of me, her eyes twinkling with something.
“What are you up to?” One hand is gripping my thigh, the other rolling my balls in the palm of her hand. This woman knows what that does to me. If there’s one thing about Berkley, it’s that she’s highly sexual. Sometimes I’m surprised I can keep up with her. No matter when, where, or what, she’s willing to try it at least once.
“Me? Nothing, except this.” She takes me to the back of her throat. She can close her throat around my cock, almost convulsing against it without gagging. Berkley knows just what to do. Add in her hand cupping my balls, and it’s enough to push me over the edge. My hands fist her hair, my hips arch up, and I groan, “Back off, or I’m coming in your mouth, sugar.”
Instead of doing what I warned, she redoubles her effort, that tongue lapping at the underside of my cock as she bobs her head up and down.
“Fuck.” I let loose a growl, my body tightening before releasing inside of Berkley’s mouth, her hand never stopping. Even when I’m done coming down her throat, she licks me clean.
“That mouth, Berkley, damn it, woman, it’s a force to be reckoned with.”
“The same could be said for you. Have you not seen your tongue in action? Seriously, I can get off in two minutes flat when you’re eating me.” She’s so unabashed.
“You want my mouth on you now, don’t you?” Berkley slides up, pressing her body against mine. I wrap one arm around her, my other hand cupping her bare pussy.
“Ryder,” she moans.
“Yeah, you do. I love that you get this wet from sucking me off.”
“And as much as I want your mouth on me, rain check?” I’m not sure why she’s asking for a rain check. It’s not like I won’t eat her whenever I damn well please, but what the hell else does she have up her sleeve?
“Always, but what the hell, woman? Are you saying you don’t want my mouth, fingers, or cock inside your cunt?” Her pussy locks down on my fingers, my thumb sweeping over her clit.
“God, I’d say yes every single time. But Sienna called and asked if she could hang out today. Something about Melody and Tanner being boring and that we’re the fun adults. I think she’s trying to sucker us into taking her to the County Festival,” she moans out. I don’t stop what I’m doing. Instead, I quicken my pace. If Sienna called, that means we have maybe thirty minutes, and I know we both need a shower.
“Get there.” My lips wrap around her nipple, biting it, knowing she likes the pain with her pleasure. I thrust a third finger inside her and switch to her other nipple. It sets her off.
“Ryder!” she shouts as she bears down on my fingers.
“God damn, we’re gonna get kicked out of here. My condo isn’t much better either,” I grumble
“We’ll be okay. I had to live with Aspen and Jasper. They never got kicked out.”
“True. Alright, woman. Let’s take a shower. Sienna will be barreling in, ready to go. I’m one hundred percent sure this has Melody written all over it though. She and Tanner probably want an adult day. Yuck. I can’t even think about that.” I make a gagging noise to get my point across and to hear Berkley laugh. It’s one of my favorite sounds.
“Seriously, you sound like Bridger. Speaking of, my parents invited us to Thanksgiving dinner. The invitation is extended to Melody, Sienna, and Tanner too. You’re on your own in the shower, or we’ll be in there when they get here. I’ll go attempt not to light this place on fire. Think shakes are a safe bet?” This is Berkley’s thing. She has so much to say, she’ll rattle it all off in one breath.
“One, it’s gross. A brother will always think that. Two, the restaurant is closed, so that front is good. Pretty sure Melody and Si will hang back with Tanner. Which might suck, but I think they need it. Three, you’re getting in the shower with me. Four, I’m making breakfast after I eat you,” I close the conversation down. Her eyes are smoldering, and her lips tip up in that soft smile she always gives me. Berkley drops the shirt she was about to slip on. My eyes appreciate the view. We may have said no kids, but I can see her stomach swollen with our child. We are both full of piss and vinegar, and we’ll have our own children down the road.