Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27627 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27627 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
NINE
AMOS
“You enjoying yourself, sweetheart?” I murmur into her ear, caging her in with my arms on the balcony railing. The excitement she expressed when I told her we’d be staying the night was the sweetest fucking reward I could ever get. She jumped into my arms, wrapped her legs around me, and initiated a kiss that had me gripping her hair and taking over.
“I am. I’ve had a hot shower, a great meal, and I’ve been able to watch everything. You did so much for me, Amos, so much.” Her head rests on my shoulder.
“Didn’t do very much, and this is just the beginning.” Her hands go to the tops of my thighs. After we finished our meal, I hopped in the shower, took care of my cock because even if we do have sex tonight, the last thing I want is to come before her, which is a reality I could face.
“You’ve done more for me than anyone else has.” She takes a breath before turning around in my arms. Her hands slide up my torso. “Well, besides family and friends.” Genevieve lifts herself until she’s standing on her toes. I bend down a bit, so she’s got my eyes. The sun has long since set. The only light comes from the party going on in the streets and the lamps from inside our room. Still, it does plenty to illuminate her beauty.
“My sweet Genevieve, I won’t ever stop doing everything for you.” I feel her lips slide along my neck. Holding back is going to be damn hard. Especially since she’s in another one of those satin pajama sets, this one a deep emerald green. And since the pants I had on yesterday were ruined, all I have on are a pair of boxer briefs, so she can feel every hard inch of me as she presses her body close to me.
“Take me to bed, Amos, please.” Her voice is barely above a whisper.
“You sure you want that?” I ask.
“Yes, I’ve craved feeling you inside of me.” My hands grab her hips, tightening their grasp, holding her while I slowly move my hips.
“I wasn’t prepared for this, sweetheart. I’ve got no condoms. Had no intentions of taking you on this trip. We can do anything you want, but it’s gotta be your choice.” My cock fucking weeps at the prospect of not getting inside her wet depths. He’ll have to chill the hell out. My hand has been working just fine. Another night won’t hurt, and maybe Genny will be willing to lend a hand instead.
“I’m prepared. I’m on birth control.” Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me, I chant in my head. There’s no holding back now, and I know how hot she is when I have her beneath me. It’s going to take an act of God to keep my shit together.
“Taking you to bed. Gonna put my mouth between your thighs. Then, as long as you’re still sure, I’ll give you my cock.” When I pick her up effortlessly, Genny wraps her legs around my waist, doing absolutely nothing to calm down my dick. I’ll be lucky not to come while I get my first taste.
“I’m not changing my mind, Amos, and if you hold yourself back from me, I’m going to ride you.” I don’t bother responding. I’m too busy kissing her and trying to walk back inside without bumping into a damn wall. One step, two steps, three steps. There’s no fucking telling until my shins hit the edge of the bed. Then I rip my mouth away from hers. I don’t mess around, dropping her on top of the mattress and taking a step back to strip out of my boxers.
“Clothes off.” She bounces on top of the bed, coming up on her knees and divesting herself of her top before dropping to a hip and taking care of her pants. I jack my cock, relishing how she looks naked and on the bed.
“Amos, don’t make me wait. Not anymore.” My sweet, sweet Genevieve shocks me even further. She lies down on her back, plants her feet on the mattress, and spreads her legs.
“Jesus, Genevieve. You’re going to give me a damn heart attack.” I climb up the length of her body. We’re face to face, my cock lying thick and heavy along the slickness of her pussy. “I’m not sure where to start. There’s your mouth.” I drop a kiss to Genny’s lips, my tongue sliding out to touch hers for a moment. I’d have kept at it, except she’s lifting herself up trying to chase her orgasm, and I’ll be damned if I don’t get to use my mouth on her first. “Then there are your nipples, pale pink, pebbled, and I need at least a taste. Can you hold out a little bit longer?” I question but don’t want or expect an answer. I’m too busy paying homage to each nipple, wrapping my lips around one peaked tip while the other has my fingers pulling on it as she arches further.