Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 81584 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81584 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
I sure as hell wasn’t going to come before she did.
Wrapping my lips around her clit, I sucked, tapping it with my tongue as I slid one thumb and then the other inside her, the rest of my fingers digging into her ass cheeks.
She came hard, jerking and moaning around my cock. When she’d barely recovered, her mouth moved more frantically on my cock. I hit the back of her throat. She whimpered as I ran my tongue over her, cleaning her up and reveling in the taste.
I jerked in surprise as she pulled away, then stiffened, my jaw clenching as she pulled one of my balls into her mouth and laved it with her tongue. Two fingers pressed against the spot just behind, and my hips involuntarily jerked off the bed.
“I’m going to come, baby,” I rasped, reaching down to fist my hand in her hair as my balls pulled up tight.
Carefully, she shifted her body off of mine as she pulled her mouth away. Her eyes were bright as she turned to face me, her legs splayed wide as she straddled my thighs.
“Do you have a condom?” she rasped, her hand idly jerking my cock.
“Pocket of my jeans.”
Letting go, she leaned down over the side of the bed, her perfect ass jutting toward the ceiling. When she came back up, she was holding the packet in her hand.
“Put it on me,” I ordered softly, reaching for her.
When she’d settled over my thighs, I watched as she tore open the packaging and carefully rolled it down my cock. Seconds later, she’d positioned herself above me and was inching down.
It was fucking agony.
I wanted to hurry her along, help her get there, but this was her show. After the shit she’d dealt with before, my hands weren’t going anywhere near that condom. Instead, I brushed my hands against her nipples, ran my fingers through her hair, ran my hands gently down her sides. By the time she’d taken me fully inside her, I was sweating and so close to blowing that I was trying and failing to think of anything else.
Her hand slid between her legs, and her fingers brushed against me as she rubbed circles over her clit. I barely made it until she was pulsing around me, and then I finally let go.
Frankie collapsed on my chest and lifted her hips up and away until I wasn’t inside her anymore.
“I forgot it could be like that,” she mumbled against my neck, sliding to my side. Her thigh shifted over my belly, and her hand rested over my heart.
“It’s never been like that,” I corrected, trying to catch my breath.
“I don’t know,” she mused. “It was pretty good the first time.”
“Excellent the first time,” I agreed, my lips pressed against her forehead. “Even better this time.”
All of a sudden, she shot up and propped her head on her hand. “Did you decide where we’re going?”
“What?”
“Where are we going today?”
I smiled and pushed the hair out of her face. “Thought we’d go out to the 101 and take it down the coast. How does that sound?”
“Sounds good.” She smiled softly. “Now I just have to get out of bed.”
“I keep tellin’ you there’s no rush.”
“Check out time has to be soon,” she argued.
“It was at eleven,” I replied, wrapping an arm around her as she tried to jump off the bed. “I went in this morning and paid for late checkout.”
“You didn’t have to do that.”
“Woulda been worth it even if we hadn’t ended up here. You needed the sleep.”
“It’s amazing what a full night of rest can do,” she replied, rolling onto her back as she stretched.
There were still circles under her eyes, but they weren’t as dark as they’d been the day before, and her face had lost the pinched look sometime after the hot springs and before she’d woken up this morning. Shit, how could it have been less than twenty-four hours since I’d seen her across the forecourt and lost my shit? I’d gone and done what I’d said I wouldn’t—started something before I knew she was ready.
“What’s that look for?” she asked, getting to her feet.
“You’ve had a lot of shit goin’ on,” I said slowly, sitting up. “Not sure what we’re doin’ is smart.”
Her eyes narrowed.
“Don’t regret it,” I clarified. “Just don’t know if it’s smart.”
“Do you want to be with me?”
“I think I made that pretty fuckin’ clear.”
“Then I don’t see a problem,” she snapped. “If I didn’t want to be with you, I wouldn’t. If I didn’t want your dick in my mouth, it wouldn’t have been there. If I didn’t want to fuck you, same thing.”
“Okay.” I rose slowly to my feet and pulled the condom off, wrapping it in a tissue from the bedside table before tossing it in the small trashcan.