Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 63741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
“Oh, that feels surprisingly good.”
“Your hands must get tired from typing.”
She moans against her pillow, a sound that puts my dick on alert. “I didn’t realize they were until you started massaging them.”
Despite my arousal, I don’t rush. In fact, if this massage doesn’t lead anywhere except to her falling asleep, I won’t mind.
Don’t get me wrong, I want her, but I also want what’s best for her. Call me a hero.
“What’s so funny?” Ember asks.
“Oh, just laughing at my own thoughts.”
She lifts her head and turns to look at me. “You’re cracking yourself up?”
I shrug. “I guess I am.”
This amuses her, and she looks so beautiful laughing that I have to roll her over and kiss her.
I still intend to continue the massage, but Ember has other ideas. As we kiss, she tugs at my shirt, and slides her hands over my abs, up to my chest, and around to my back. She pulls me closer, until I’m lying atop her.
“Oh, hello,” she purrs, pressing her hip against the bulge in my jeans.
“That’s your fault.”
“My fault?” Her hand replaces her hip, stroking over me.
“You were moaning … from the massage.”
“All it takes is some moaning?” She squeezes my cock through my pants.
“When it comes to you, yeah.”
“Good to know.” Her leg wraps around mine, and her hand that isn’t making my dick harder squeezes one of my lats. “I like these muscles,” she says.
“I like being in a bed with you.” I like her in my lap, on a desk, and on a couch, and I’m one hundred percent sure I’d like her anywhere, but being in her bed adds something extra.
“Do you want to sleep in here tonight?”
I lay a line of kisses down the side of her neck. “I’d like that very much.”
I pull one side of her collar down and press a kiss to the top of her breast. “Let me go get my teddy bear, and I’ll be right back.”
“Your teddy bear?” She pulls her head back to look at me, and I give her a grin.
“Yeah, I can’t sleep without him.”
She’s laughing again as I get up, and it takes enormous effort to leave the room. There’s no teddy bear, but I do need to grab some condoms. I also change into pajama pants, though if all goes well, I’ll be sleeping naked with Ember in my arms.
EMBER
My body may be relaxed, but my mind is still tense, because as soon as Griffin leaves the room, I have second thoughts.
I can’t keep doing this. I want to, but I shouldn’t, and the deeper I go, the harder it will be to stop.
But the thought of going deeper intensifies the needy ache between my legs, and when Griffin returns, flicking off the overhead light as he enters, I crawl under the covers with him.
He pulls me against his chest, my back to his front, just like Frank held me last night.
A different man every night. What kind of life am I living all of a sudden?
Griffin nuzzles into my neck. “You smell good.”
“What do I smell like?”
“Like Ember.” Playfully, he drags his teeth over the skin on my neck, and pretends to take a bite. Meanwhile, one of his hands snakes into my pajama bottoms and discovers how wet I am for him.
He strokes over my clit, and my hips respond by pressing closer to him and finding him hard again. His erection nestles between my butt cheeks, and I grind back against him.
“Doesn’t seem like you’re ready to sleep.” His voice, a low growl next to my ear, tickles my skin. His free hand plucks at my nipples like the strings on one of his guitars, and when I groan, his cock jerks and swells.
“You either.”
“Not until I make you come a few times. My massages include happy endings.”
“Lucky me.”
And I am a very lucky woman, because after Griffin gets me off once with his skillful fingers, he lifts my leg, draping it over his, and slides into my sopping-wet pussy from behind. His cock fills me in a way that’s so satisfying, and it’s made even better by the way he cradles me in his strong arms and whispers in my ear while he fucks me.
“You feel so good, Ember. I’d like to do this all night long.”
I’m smiling as he cups one of my breasts in his hand and uses his other to keep my hips pressed back against him as his cock drives in and out of me, steady and deep.
From this position, he hits a spot that’s just so good. The warmth of his skin, the strength of his body, the delicious friction—it’s all so perfectly right, and I feel safe to surrender to everything I’m feeling.
I’m whimpering by the time he presses a thumb to my clit and sends me flying into oblivion, which is made all the better by the awareness that I’m still anchored in his embrace as I lose control.