Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 56295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
“Jesus, Nix,” I moan, still using his body as my personal playground. I’m so unbelievably close, my eyes start to close, head attempting to tip back even with the hold he has on my hair, thighs clenching, and then my orgasm that was so close is taken away. “No, no, no,” I berate as Nix is off the couch and I’m standing on my feet, his hands holding my hips to steady me. The need to face plant, kick my feet back and forth while screaming into a pillow sounds like the perfect thing to do right about now. “It’s been over year. Hell, it could be two years by now. I’ve gotten myself off more times than I care to admit to the wild fantasies running through my mind when it comes to the two of us.” I attempt to pull away, ready to take care of myself. Nix does what I least expect him to, body dipping until his shoulder meets my stomach, and I’m being carried in a fireman’s hold.
“I’m not making you come. You want to do that, I’ll be your willing observer while you fuck that pretty pussy of yours with the toys you keep in the nightstand drawer.” My hands grip his ass for purchase. I was going to try and slide down his body, stomp myself to my bedroom, slam the door, and using my shower to get off.
“How do you know about my toys?” I should be appalled about how Nix could possibly know where and if I use my battery-operated friends.
“Leigh, if you don’t want me to find out that you prefer the purple vibrator with dual heads, you may want to put things back where they’re hidden.” I don’t leave them out. My bedroom and bathroom aren’t off limits when the girls are home.
“Fuck, please tell me you put them away, so the girls aren’t scarred for life.” I’m thinking about how I was in a rush one morning, when we all overslept. The reason for that is the man who’s currently carrying me toward my bedroom. Three times I got myself off that night, yet it still didn’t take the edge off, which kept me tossing and turning.
“Yeah, sweetheart, I did. That also meant I got a sneak peek of what you’re using. I’m going to use that toy on you, not my fingers or my mouth, but it’ll be the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed watching your pussy milk the silicone cock, wishing it were mine.” I don’t say another word. I’m too busy having a mini orgasm from his words alone. Maybe Phoenix’s rules aren’t so bad after all. Plus, doesn’t the saying go ‘Some rules are meant to be broken’?
13
NIX
This woman is going to be the death of me, making me bend to her will, especially after she admitted how long it had been for her. Fuck, knowing that the minute I slide inside her, she’ll be so tight it’ll probably have me coming on the spot, if that doesn’t happen this morning while she uses her favorite vibrator. It doesn’t take long to make the short trip to her bedroom. Leigh put her own personal touches on her home, repurposing some of the furniture she had to revive it. The once dark house with darker furniture is gone; in its place are lighter walls, and the same goes for the décor. The best part is the new bed Leigh had me pick up with my truck one day after work. A queen-size bed, wrought iron in design, and perfect if you want to tie your woman to the wide slats, holding her in place while you take your time with her. I didn’t question what reason she had to get rid of the one she and Douchebag David shared; it wasn’t my place to ask, and the truth of the matter is, I was fucking ecstatic Leigh was removing Douchebag David’s existence, minus what the girls wanted to remain. For the most part, though, it was pictures and a few mementos that are now stored in their rooms.
“Look at you. Fuck, but you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on,” I tell her as her back meets the mattress. Her legs squeeze together, body arching, thrusting her tits up toward me. I’m at a loss on where to start first, to stand here and stare at every delicious inch of her, to strip her out of her clothes, to strip myself out of my own so I can jack my cock while she fucks a piece of silicon in and out of her cunt, or to let go of my place on her thighs that are currently spread open. The fantasy of having Leigh like this is nothing compared to seeing it real life, her heated gaze searing my own, skin a blush color from her desire. The scent that is all Leigh permeates the air, making me want to dive headfirst, fuck the rules I laid out and get my first taste of Rosaleigh.