Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 121734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
“Tyler, I want you,” she breathed, her hand pushing between us to palm my cock. “Please.”
It was that one word. It came out on a whimper, and it broke me.
I yanked her up, tearing her pants and underwear out of the way. She bent and tugged my pants farther down. As soon as my dick hit air, I brought her down on me and slid inside.
I groaned at the feel of her, tight and hot and mine. All fucking mine.
Fucking Christ. I needed to rein myself in or I wasn’t going to last.
Rain rested her chest against mine for a moment before she began moving over me in a slow and deep rhythm.
“You feel so fucking good.” I went back to my mark on her neck. More, more, more. I needed all of my marks on her.
She yanked my hair, pulling my head up to meet my lips with hers. Her tongue slid in, tasting me. She was claiming me right back.
My tongue met hers, caressing. I was going to kiss this woman for the rest of my fucking life.
“Ty,” she gasped, her hips bearing down.
Satisfaction rolled through me at hearing the nickname fall from her lips. I wanted her to say it all the time.
Running my hand over her back, I lifted her shirt, my nails scraping up her spine. She shivered, raising her head. She looked so sexy—her skin flushed and soft, her eyes hazed over with lust, her lips swollen and pink, shimmering. I wanted to see all of her and pulled her shirt off. Her bra was next. I palmed one of her breasts, leaning down to taste her.
She whimpered again, and just as my teeth scraped over her nipple, her walls clamped down on my cock. I let out a guttural moan, deep in my throat, because that shit felt like heaven, and then she was coming apart in my arms. I held off on my own release, moving inside of her slowly and watching as her climax came over her in waves. She was beautiful. When she was done and her eyes opened, her lip lifted in a tiny grin.
I smirked back at her. “My turn?”
I didn’t wait for her to respond, just flipped us over so she was lying on the couch, missionary style, and then I went to town on her, pounding and thrusting, deep and hard. It wasn’t long before my climax hit, and that shit felt good. Jesus. This woman. Waves of pleasure wrecked me, leaving me panting as I lifted up to gaze down at her.
She slid a hand up my chest, her fingers tracing my muscles to my shoulder, then down my arm until she intertwined our fingers. She pulled me down to lie on top of her.
“I’m not too heavy?”
She shook her head, nuzzling into my neck. “I like you on me.”
I moved a little to the side so I wasn’t crushing her, and as I got comfortable, I looked back down.
She’d fallen asleep.
I reached for the blanket that had been tossed over the corner of the couch and switched us so she was lying on top of me. Spreading the blanket over both of us, I bent my forehead into her neck and closed my eyes. A little nap was a good idea.
66
RAIN
Everyone was drunk by the time we got to Halbrechts.
I didn’t think we were going to make it. But my hotel wasn’t too far away, so we washed up after waking from a twenty-minute nap and headed out. The place was thirty minutes from closing by the time we got there, and walking into the back room, Skylar saw us first.
She rushed over, her scream cutting through a break in the song.
I expected her to throw herself at her brother, but instead she threw her arms around me.
“Ooomph,” I grunted, falling back a step.
Tyler steadied me, a hand to my back. He poked his sister. “Hey. Don’t injure my woman. I just got her back.”
I stood immobile, because what was this? We’d hugged in Mal’s suite when she came up with Eric, but it still took me by surprise. After a moment, my arms lifted and wrapped around her to return the hug. When she pulled away, her hands clasped my arms and she beamed.
“I kinda love that my brother is obviously in love with you, and you ghosted him. He’s not used to women running away. Feel free to keep him on his toes.”
Jesus. There was that word again. Love.
I gave both siblings an uneasy look, because was this just some word they threw around? Though, the way they grinned at each other, their love was so obvious. Maybe they could say it because they actually knew what it felt like?
“You’re coming to Thanksgiving tomorrow.” Sky squeezed me again before stepping back.
“Actually, about that—” I started to say, but then other people were there.