Total pages in book: 190
Estimated words: 185785 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 929(@200wpm)___ 743(@250wpm)___ 619(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 185785 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 929(@200wpm)___ 743(@250wpm)___ 619(@300wpm)
I’ve gotten all the food and other supplies away and I’m sitting on the counter looking out the window while drinking a cup of tea.
“Oh, and four jugs of apple juice? Someone sure thinks they’re getting all kinds of lucky,” I say.
He gives me a big smile. “I won’t be the only one getting lucky.”
“True,” I say with a giggle. “Want tea?” I hop down.
“Naw. Get ahold of your doctor?” he asks.
“They’re gonna call me back. It’s late so that might be tomorrow.”
“Bummer,” he says and then I’m on the counter again, squeaking out my surprise.
He pulls a condom from his pocket and tears the corner of the wrapper with his teeth before he leans in to drop a kiss on my mouth.
He reaches down and our eyes are locked as he frees himself and rolls it on. My jeans are quickly undone and falling around my ankles with my undies. As my head rolls back with sensation, I’m pulled forward while being filled with him.
God, he feels good. And the way he looks at me as he sinks inside? A girl could get a big ego being looked at like this.
He’s fucking me hard and fast, a little rough, but then he grabs my face and stares into my eyes, holding my jaw with his left hand, putting his right between my legs, before he slows. He slows the pace of plunging into me over and over to a delicious crawl while he presses against and circles my clit.
I’ve got my hands on his shoulders, my teeth embedded into my bottom lip, and I’m whimpering while our eyes are locked.
“Good?” he asks.
“You feel so good,” I tell him.
His lips part and then his mouth comes a hairsbreadth away from mine. “Nothing feels as good as you. Nothing and no one.”
“I feel the same,” I say.
“Yeah?” he asks. “Am I the best you’ve ever had?” He kisses me.
I nod. “The very best,” I tell him, before getting rewarded with a quickening pace on my clit that sends me into a blinding orgasm. I come, trembling around his cock as he drives it into me over and over, burying my face into his shoulder as I whimper some more. A few more strokes and then he grunts out an orgasm, too.
He lifts me and carries me, my legs wrapped around him, his cock still inside, until we’re on the couch in front of the crackling fire.
He slides out, disappears out of the room and when he returns, curls up with me, covering us with the blanket, and in no time he’s sleeping, holding me close.
Wow.
***
I slide out a little while later and he doesn’t budge. He’s out.
I set up my laptop and get online and spend just over two hours doing a bunch of work before he sits up and stretches.
My productivity levels were on fire for those two hours and I got a lot done.
He jerks upright out of the blue, looking panicky. He sees me and immediately relaxes. “There you are.”
“Hiya,” I greet.
“Hungry,” he mutters.
“Let’s just make it easy. Have some sandwiches, maybe?” I suggest.
“A little hungrier than that, baby.” He winces.
“You sore? You want Tylenol?”
He shakes his head. “My own fault for fucking you on that counter. Carrying you.”
I shake my head and wag my finger at him. “Bad patient. Stop being a big shot. What do you want to eat? Breakfast for dinner. Bacon and eggs, maybe? I can whip that up in five minutes.”
“Works for me. Want to do a quick tour first?”
“Sure.”
“Be right back,” he heads to the closest bathroom as I close all my work stuff off and power down.
Killian then walks me through room after room. It looks like a multigenerational family shared this space and I love that idea – that the bigger the family got, the more they kept adding on, while keeping it open at the same time. There are no doors between the different living spaces and I can imagine how fun it must have been for cousins to have access to one another, for siblings and cousins to spend time together here. Having all this space for hide and seek, enjoying sleepovers with blanket forts in here, campfires outside.
There are so many rooms and hallways that I know it’ll take time to get used to the layout, but I’m having visions as I walk through with him.
By the time we’re done with the main floor and second floor, I’m brimming with redecorating ideas. Killian talks about certain walls that could come down, making it more open concept, talking about one of the large living spaces on the very back being perfect for an indoor pool. We get back to the original part of the house and adjacent to a back door that leads to the porch, he opens an older dark wood door and leads me downstairs to the basement.