Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 68882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
“What else?” He snuggles under the covers, and I can just see his face. “What else do you want, sweetheart?”
“That’s the biggest thing, I guess.” I bite my lip, thinking it over. “It doesn’t have to be a big house. I just need space for an office, and it should have lots of light for when I’m filming.”
“Got it.”
“Are you making a mental list?”
“Maybe.” He grins and reaches out for me. “You’re too far away. Come here.”
Happily, I fall into Ike’s arms, and when his hands roam down my naked sides to my ass, I crawl over him until I’m straddling his hips and smiling down at him.
“I know this is going to sound shallow,” he begins and cups my breasts in his hands. “But you have magnificent tits.”
I giggle and then moan as I slide back and forth over his already hard length. God, I love the way he feels against me. And his hands cupping my breasts is just the icing on the cake.
There’s no more conversation as our bodies fall into a familiar rhythm, moving together in a dance so simple, so elemental, that it shocks me at how much it draws us closer together.
But before I can take him inside of me, he reverses our positions and kisses me, nibbling at my lips and whispering that he needs me.
He lifts one of my legs and slips right inside, making me gasp.
“Jesus, Ike.”
“Just Ike,” he says, but I don’t laugh.
I can’t do anything except be swept away by what his body does to mine.
“Grab on to that pillow, babe.”
I immediately do as I’m told. I don’t have my wits about me yet to try to work under my own brainpower, so with my hands over my head, Ike’s hands roam again. His mouth fastens onto my breast, and I’m just a ball of sensation, loving every second of him.
Finally, his mouth works its way up to my ear. “I can’t get enough of you. I crave you every minute of every fucking day, Sophie.”
“Same.” My voice, so breathless and thin, surprises me. “Never enough. Jesus Christ.”
“Either you’ve recently become really religious, or you just really like what I’m doing to you.”
“That last one.” I have to swallow hard. I feel the orgasm working its way down my spine and up my thighs. “Gonna come. Oh, fuck me, I’m gonna come.”
“Do it.” He bites my neck, and that’s all it takes to send me over the edge, crying out in ecstasy as my body pulses with wave after wave of pure sensation, my pussy milking his cock until he, too, succumbs to his own climax, growling against my neck.
“That’s a really great way to start the day,” I murmur.
“Nothing better,” he agrees. “There is absolutely nothing better than this.”
“That’s high praise, coming from someone like you. Can I put my arms down now? I think they’re going numb.”
He laughs and moves my arms, kissing each one as he does.
“You’re good at taking orders.”
“Only in bed, so don’t go getting any ideas, buddy.”
That makes him laugh even more, and a small knot that I didn’t even realize I had loosens in my belly.
“It’s good to hear you laugh again.”
“I haven’t been very much fun lately.”
“Look.” I sit up and push my hair out of my face. “It’s never going to be all laughs and good times, every single day. Never. There will be work stress, family stress, health stress, or something. I don’t expect you to always act like the whole world is carefree.”
“I know.”
“What’s happening next with the investigation?” I need to ask him because he’s not very forthcoming with information. I don’t think he’s trying to shut me out; he’s just used to internalizing everything, so I have to prod it out of him.
“Now, I guess we wait and see what they find. I’ve done my part by giving all the blood samples and information.”
“That’s all you can do.” I lean over and kiss his lips lightly, and I can hear someone out in my kitchen. “Oh, I think Becs is here.”
Just then, Becs herself walks right through the bedroom door. “Soph? I’m here—oh. Oh, shit. My eyes.”
She covers her eyes and runs out of the room, and I stare down at the two of us, stark naked, out of the covers, and it’s clear as day what we just finished doing.
“Well. I guess Becs knows me on a whole new level now.”
“Me, too,” Ike says with a shrug. “Ah, well. I guess that’s my cue to get up and go get Buster. Do you have a full day?”
“Pretty full. But, the more we get done today, the less I have on my plate through the weekend, which is good since we have the barbecue at my grandparents’ house tomorrow.”
“Right.”
He doesn’t sound ecstatic. “If you don’t want to go, I really won’t be hurt over it.”