Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 88656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
“Well, yes, but some of them are sort of racy, aren’t they? Is this what fighters are doing these days? Posing with their behinds sticking out of their pants? I can see his crack, for heaven’s sake.” She whispered the word crack.
“Oh.” I had forgotten about the sexy shots I’d taken over the weekend. What the hell was I showing my mother? I thought of what had happened right after that photo had been snapped, and my face went hot.
“Can I volunteer to be your photography assistant?” Jennifer yelled. “Oh my God, Mom, look at that one.”
A knock at the door startled me, and I sat upright in bed. “Hang on, Mom. Let me see who that is at my door.”
When I peered through the peep hole, Kage was looking back at me. My heart sped up, and I opened the door.
Before I could even say anything, he grabbed my head and leaned in, stealing a quick kiss. “Have you thought about things long enough? I can’t wait anymore.” He kicked the door shut behind him. “Get on the bed, Jamie. I need you naked. I am so fucking hard right now.”
I swallowed and held up the phone, feeling the color draining from my face. When his eyes stretched wide, I mouthed “It’s my mom!”
“Oh. Fuck.” He covered his mouth with his hand.
I brought the phone back to my ear. “Mom? Are you still there?”
“Yes, baby. Who is it? Is that the fighter?”
I let out the loudest, most obvious sigh of relief. “Yeah, Mom. It’s the fighter. He’s having a hard time with something, and he needs my help.”
I could have sworn I heard my sister laughing in the background.
“Oh, well tell him I said hello, honey,” my mom said.
I put her on speaker phone.
“Kage, my mom said hello. She and my sister are on your website looking at your crack right now.”
“Jamie!” my mom admonished from the other end of the line. Then I heard my sister howling with laughter for sure.
Kage narrowed his eyes and shook his head at me. “Hello, Mrs. Atwood. Nice to talk to you again.”
“Oh, hello Michael. I didn’t know you could hear me. Please disregard my son’s rudeness, and you have my blessing to take it out of his paycheck.”
“Mom, no fair!” I yelled.
Kage leaned close to my ear and said, “I’ll just take it out of your ass.” To illustrate, he reached around and squeezed my ass cheek with one large hand, his fingers spreading me and bruising my flesh.
It gave me chills, and I groaned out loud.
“Mom, I’ve gotta go.”
“Okay, honey. Goodnight.”
I’d clicked off before the last word was completely out of her mouth. Then Kage was on me. He brought his other hand around to grab my other ass cheek, squeezing until I groaned again.
“I love that sound,” he said before he claimed my mouth with his. My lips were already parted, and he just slid his tongue right between them, squeezing my ass again until I moaned into his mouth. Then he lost it.
He pulled me against him and rutted against me, cock to cock through our shorts, kissing my throat so thoroughly I had to throw my head back to give him access. I’d never felt so ravished. I tangled my fingers in his hair and pulled, encouraging as much contact as I could get.
Fuck, I needed to get closer.
“Get rid of this,” he growled, pulling my shirt so hard he ripped it. I didn’t even care that it was one of my favorite shirts. I helped him pull it the rest of the way off without completely destroying it. That’s when I noticed he had come to my room barefoot.
“You’re not wearing shoes,” I pointed out breathlessly.
“Or underwear.” He pulled his shorts off and kicked them away, revealing his entire amazing body, and that gorgeous cock reaching out for me.
I grabbed hold of it without thinking, bit my lip and looked into his eyes, started stroking. I loved the way his mouth went slack and his eyelids fell halfway shut. I leaned in and sucked his bottom lip into my mouth, thrilling at the taste of him, the feel of his soft but masculine lips. The sandpaper scrape of his stubble against my bottom lip as I sucked on his.
He pulled away. “You ever jerked a guy off before?”
I shook my head. “No.”
“Ever fucked a guy?”
I shook my head again and swallowed hard at the mere thought of it.
“Ever sucked a guy’s dick?”
“Only yours.”
He smiled. “Good. Let’s keep it that way.” He turned me around and walked me toward the bed, holding onto my biceps, sticking close behind me, talking softly to me. “I’m going to make you mine now. If that’s what you want.”
“Yes.” I whispered, letting him herd me toward the bed and push me down face first. My feet were still on the floor, keeping me grounded. My only link with the real world.