Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 65712 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 329(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65712 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 329(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
Shit. All I mentioned is dinner. I haven’t even mentioned the five-year plan for a house in the suburbs. Which I shouldn’t be thinking about, but I do. Because this girl is a fucking whirlwind to my common sense. She makes me think about forever with her when I haven’t even nailed her down to the next date.
“We should break up,” she says. “I’m a disaster. I’ll fuck everything up. I always fuck it up.” Her voice is distressed and she looks like she’s on her way to hyperventilating. “And you’ll leave. Everyone leaves. And I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“You can’t break up with me. We’re not dating,” I reply calmly and cross over to her, taking her hand so she’ll stop twisting the hell out of her hair.
“Oh.” She exhales in an audible puff as she tilts her head back to look at me. She swallows. “I can’t?”
“Nope.”
“Then what are we doing? Why are you so nice to me? You’re always so freaking nice to me, Boyd. And attentive. And good in bed. And—”
“We’re just Chloe-and-Boyding.” I cut her off before she gets any more worked up.
“Chloe-and-Boyding?”
“Yes,” I say then brush my lips along the shell of her ear. “Trust me, Chloe.” I give her a gentle push back, because I’m not above distracting her with sex. Not one bit. I lie on the bed beside her and pull her to me. “And you can’t go when there are so many fucks I haven’t given you yet, Chloe. I’d like to give you all the fucks.”
“All the fucks?” The tension eases from her body and her eyes flare, but in excitement instead of panic.
“All of them. The bossy fuck.” I slip my hand under the hem of her shirt and lift it up and over her head. “The rough fuck.” She lifts her hips as I grip the waistband of her leggings and tug. “The shower fuck.” She sucks in a breath at that and swallows. “So many fucks, Chloe.” I brush my lips against her ear. “The dirty talk fuck. The ass play fuck,” I whisper. “Do you want to miss any of those?”
“No.” She shakes her head and flexes her hips against me, already looking to move this forward. “I want all the fucks.”
“Good. Then we’re on the same page. Take off your bra.”
I watch her slide a hand behind her back and unclasp it. It lands on the floor a second after my shirt.
“Don’t move,” I advise, holding up my hand before walking to my closet. When I come back she sits up on the bed, eyes wide.
“Is that your shoulder holster?”
I nod. I’ve never attempted to restrain a woman before with it, never wanted to, but I suspect Chloe will be game.
“Arms over your head,” I tell her as I loop the holster in half and approach the bed. She nods eagerly, lying back and stretching her arms above her head. I don’t have anything to attach this to, and I’m fairly certain she’ll be able to wiggle out of this contraption if she wants to, but that’s not the point.
She watches fascinated as I slip it over her wrists and tighten the adjustable straps.
“It’s government-issued, right?” she asks, wetting her lips with her tongue.
This. Fucking. Girl.
“Absolutely,” I agree and walk to the foot of the bed where I wrap my hands around her ankles and tug her towards me. She yelps, not expecting it. And I think she might meow when I prop her thighs on my shoulders. It’s hard to quantify what that noise was. Could also have been coming from me. I really do enjoy having my face between her thighs.
I kiss the spot right above her mound then spread her lips apart with my thumbs and flick her clit with my tongue. But I’m just getting warmed up. Because I don’t like doing this. I fucking love it.
I can physically see the reaction of her body from this position. Watch her get wet. And wetter. Listen to her soft sighs or the little humming noise she makes in the back of her throat, depending on what I’m doing. I can feel her calf muscles flex against my shoulders and watch as her knees draw closer to her in rhythm with her pussy clenching.
I get to watch every constriction of her opening as she reacts to my tongue and my lips and teeth when I lick and kiss and nip every inch of her. And I do. Adjusting to her every sigh and stretch. Reveling in every groan and arch of her back.
And she tastes fucking fantastic.
I will never get tired of doing this with her. Of seeing her with her walls down. Of watching her come and tasting the evidence of her excitement.
I slide my finger into her and watch her body close around it, tight and hot. I stroke in and out a few times before sliding my wet fingertip to her ass and rimming her before gently applying pressure.