Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Looking over Sandy’s shoulder he saw the object of his desire. Sandy moved out of the way for him to crouch down in front of her. Kelsey was sitting in a wheelchair with a blanket over her legs. Her arms were bandaged up. Her hair was piled up on top of her head cascading around her face. Even in her hospital gown, she looked totally beautiful.
“Baby,” he said, catching her cheeks and slamming his lips down on hers.
“Killer.” She pressed her head against his. “Tate helped me escape. I’m not tied to my bed anymore.” She lifted her arms up for him to see. “See, I’m all free.”
“She’s not allowed out of the wheelchair,” Sandy said. “We’ll leave you for a few minutes. Take her for a spin around the garden. It’s a lovely place to sit around and enjoy.” Sandy took Tate’s arm leading her away.
Going behind her, Killer walked around the garden, staring down at his woman every now and again.
“How did this get worked out?” Killer asked. If Michael knew what was happening, he knew the other man would do everything in his power to stop what was happening.
“Michael left to deal with business. Something bad is happening, I don’t know what. He’s getting a lot of calls lately that make him look worried,” Kelsey said. “When he was out of the room, Tate got the wheelchair, and Sandy went to get you.” She looked behind her. “Are you happy to see me?”
Leaning down, he cupped her soft cheek, sliding his tongue into her mouth. “More than you can know.” Closing his eyes, he let out a groan. “I’m rock hard for you right now.”
She smiled. “I love you, too.”
“Love you always. My love has nothing to do with what I want to do to you.”
“I’m surprised you can think of that with these in the way.” She touched each of her wrists in turn. Her face took a somber look to it.
“Hey, don’t you think about that.” He surrounded her hands where she held onto her wrists. “This is nothing. Do you hear me? Nothing.”
Glancing around he saw they were gaining a lot of attention.
Wheeling her away from all the prying eyes, he found a secluded alcove that would give them the privacy they needed.
He tugged the blanket from her legs.
“Killer, I’m not allowed to be without it,” she said.
“It’s hot, baby. You don’t need this blanket.” He tugged her to her feet, wrapping his arms around her waist. Her curves molded to him. With her so close he forgot all about their troubles. The only two people who existed in the world were him and her. “It’s boiling outside, and besides, no one can see us. We’re all alone here. Hold me.”
She banded her arms around his neck. He ignored the feel of her bandages against his neck.
“We shouldn’t be doing this.”
Reaching down to cup her ass, he gripped her tightly, lifting her up against him. She had no choice but to circle his waist with her glorious thighs.
“Killer,” she said, moaning.
Pushing her against the hard brick, he pressed his rock hard erection to her core. “Do you feel me, baby? I fucking crave you.” Nudging her head up to look at him with his nose, he claimed her lips devouring her mouth for his own pleasure.
She whimpered, thrusting against his cock.
“That’s it, baby. I love you, and if we were away from here I’d make love to every inch of your body. I know it would be your first time, so I’d make every second feel fucking amazing for you.”
Nibbling at her lips he waited for her to open before he slid his tongue into her mouth. “Killer, please,” she said, begging.
“I know, baby.” Putting her to her feet he pressed a hand to the front of her gown. He felt her quivering stomach. Going further down he cupped her between her thighs. “How do you feel? Do you want me to touch you?”
“Yes,” she said, crying out. Lifting up the dress of her nightgown, he covered her body so anyone passing wouldn’t suspect what he was doing. If he knew more about her condition he probably would hold off touching her, but Killer only saw their combined pleasure.
She wasn’t wearing any panties. He slid his fingers through her creamy slit.
“Do you want me?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Tell me to finger your pussy.”
Kelsey closed her eyes, shutting him out. He wouldn’t let her hide from him. “Look at me, Kels. There is only you and me. Us together and I want to feel you come apart.”
“Finger my pussy, Killer,” she said.
Circling her clit he watched the rapture cross her face as she sank against the wall.
“Good girl. When we get away from here, Kels, I’m going to tongue your sweet pussy and bring you to orgasm many times. By the time I get my cock inside you, you’ll be screaming for more.” Tasting her lips he glided over her swollen clit. Her fingers sank into the hair at the nape of his neck.