Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 93453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
“I would never ever do that.” She shakes her head.
“I know, baby”—I bend to kiss her lips—“but you're in my bed now, and I want you there more than I want the picture there.” I see her look down at her hands on my chest. “She’s where she needs to be.” I don’t want to drag out this conversation any more than I need to. “Should we go to bed?”
“Yeah,” she mumbles. I get up as she wraps her legs around me and hangs on tight, as I walk to the back door and open it before stepping in and locking it behind me. She lets go of my neck, leaving one hand wrapped around my shoulder while the other one holds my face. She turns her head to the side as she presses her mouth to mine, and I forget everything from the outside and the only thing I have on my mind is her.
Chapter Thirty
Autumn
The sound of soft bells fills my ears as the body under me moves to the side, making my eyes flutter open in time to see his naked back as he leans over the side of the bed and takes his phone out of his jeans. The sound of his belt buckle hitting the floor thumps right before the alarm is turned off. He places the phone on the bedside table before turning back to me and taking me into his arms. “Was that your alarm?” I turn my head to look over my shoulder and out the window to see the sun is coming up.
“It is,” he mumbles, the sleep still in his voice as he buries his face in my neck.
“Shit,” I hiss, and his head tilts back to look at me, “you were supposed to leave.”
“Is that so?” he asks, his eyebrows pulled together. “Why is that?”
“Because your parents are at your house,” I groan. “Ugh, now they are going to know you didn’t sleep at home.” He buries his face again in my neck, but this time, pushes me on my back.
He kisses my neck, and my arms and legs wrap around him tightly. “I think I’m old enough for sleepovers.”
He gets on his forearms to look at me. “They are going to ask all the questions.” I put my head back deeper in the pillow.
“And I’m pretty sure I don’t have to answer those questions.” He bends his head to kiss my jaw as he moves back on his knees. My legs open for him, one leg going over his arm that is holding him up, as the other hand goes to his cock. I get up on my elbows to watch him fist it in his hand, rubbing it up and down my slit a couple of times before he looks up at me and slides the tip in. Both of us moan out at the same time. The hand that was holding his cock is beside my hip as he pushes more of it into me. He buries his dick all the way in me before his hand is between us as he plays with my clit at the same time as he fucks me. The sound of us heavily breathing now fills the room. He watches me watching his hand and his cock. “Every single time,” he says, picking up speed, “feels like the first time.” He moves a bit faster. “I want to spend the day fucking you.” He moves the hand playing with my clit to my neck, squeezing me and pulling me down onto his cock to match his thrusts. “Make you come over and over again.” I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out but a moan. My hand moves up to hold on to his wrist while he puts his forehead on mine. “Watch your pussy swallow my cock.” We both look down. “Tighter and tighter.” He pulls out to the tip before hammering back inside. I close my eyes, feeling the orgasm come closer when he snaps, “Watch us. Watch how you take me. Watch how your greedy pussy wants me. ” His balls hit my ass while he slams into me. I want to open my eyes, but it feels so good until he pulls out of me. Then my eyes fly open. “I said watch me.” His hips move back as he holds the base of his cock, moving it through my slit and to my clit, rubbing over it twice before sliding back into my pussy. “Greedy,” he teases, smiling at me, “for my cock.”
“Charlie,” I hiss out his name as he slows his pace, leaving his cock planted in me halfway as his hand comes up and plays with my clit.
“Tell me what you want, baby.” The way he calls me baby makes my stomach contract. “And watch me do it to you.”