Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 72074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
I shake my head and make a mental note to buy her the biggest and sweetest cake that there can be for her next birthday. I try not to think that I might not be with her. Regardless, she’s getting a huge cake. “My mother made all our cakes,” I say, and she smiles, and her whole face lights up.
“I bet she did,” she says as she takes a bite of the shrimp. The rest of the meal goes by with her stories of Kallie and her apartment and the only time she allowed ice cream into the house.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been so full in my life,” she says and leans back in the chair, and I laugh.
“You say that every single time you eat,” I say, and then I hold out my hand for her and she gets up. “Let's go take a bath.”
“You read my mind,” she says and when I turn on the water and she puts bubbles in it, I try not to groan. Five minutes with her in the tub, and I’m forgetting that there are even bubbles when she sinks down on me. We both stop. “Oh my God,” she says, but she doesn’t move.
“Condom,” I hiss out, my cock getting way too comfortable in her. “I’ve never went bareback,” I say and try not to move.
“I’ve been tested,” she says, and then looks down, embarrassed that she’s been tested. “You know Dominic wasn’t faithful, and after that, I just …” I stop her from talking by kissing her until she forgets what she’s saying. I put my hand on her hips and I move her up and down. “I have an IUD,” she says right before I say I’m going to come, and we both come at the same time. I didn’t even give a shit if she has anan IUD or not. I carry her out of the tub and we step into the shower to rinse off the bubbles.
When we finally collapse into bed, I take her in my arms and we both fall asleep in minutes. During the night, I take her two more times, and when I wake up and her ass is wiggling around, I do the only thing I can do. I pick her up by her hips and slide into her. She moans, awake.
“Casey,” she mumbles, but she doesn’t fight it. Instead, she fucks me back so hard I almost fall back, and when we both come, the both of us fall right back to sleep. But nothing could prepare me for waking up to my cock in her mouth. The heat all over my cock, and when I finally open my eyes, she smiles at me crawling over and sinking down on me.
“Time to ride the cowboy.” She lifts herself up and then down again. My hands go up and cup her nipples, making her moan out and grind into me when I come down. Her hands go on my stomach, and then I lick my thumb and move it to her clit, knowing how much she likes it.
“Yes,” she says and I sit up now, moving my back to the headboard, and she now grabs the headboard with both hands, and she fucks me like it’s no one’s business. “I’m so close,” she pants out and I just watch her, one hand rolling her nipple between my fingers and the other playing with her clit.
“Right there,” she moans out, and when I feel her pussy squeeze me tight, I lift my hips to meet her thrust. “Right there,” she says and then she bends and bites my lower lip. “So close, cowboy.” I lean forward now and bite her nipple down hard and then suck in, and it’s what pushes her over the edge when she comes over my cock and she rides me the whole time. When I know she’s done I grab her around her waist and flip her over, and she spreads her legs. I put both legs over my shoulders as I fuck her now harder than before. The sounds of our skin slapping together fills the room until I plant myself balls deep and come yet again.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Olivia
He gets out of the shower before me, leaving me to rinse the shampoo that I put in my hair five minutes ago. I slipped into the shower after the last round of sex we had on the dining room table. I had maple syrup in my hair and in other places, I didn’t think it would get better after the second and even the third time, but every single time is better than the last time.
“We have to be in the office in forty-five minutes,” he says from beside the sink. I rub the mirrored door and see him standing there with a towel around his hips. Even though I’ve touched, kissed, and licked almost every single part of him, I still get tingles. “You think you can be ready?”