Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
I left the bathroom light on so I could stare at my beautiful girl. Pulling back the covers, I couldn’t help smiling when I noticed she was wearing one of my shirts. I slipped in behind her and wrapped her up in my arms and legs. She immediately released the pillow and turned over to curl against my chest with a cute little sigh.
She was going to fucking kill me with sounds like that. I sighed and told my dick to stand down so I could try to get a little rest.
“Shaw?” she whispered sleepily.
“Go back to sleep, baby. You need your rest.”
“Did you figure out who the mole is?”
“What?” I asked, surprised at her question. How had she known?
“You guys are adorable trying to protect me from being scared, so I let you. But it was pretty obvious that the only way they could have found us was if there was a leak in the organization.”
“Damn, I obviously underestimated you, baby,” I said with a grin. Then I grimaced. “But I don’t think anyone would describe us as adorable.”
Britta giggled. “Cute, then?”
“Fucking hell, baby. You’re making a bunch of badass bikers sound like teddy bears.”
“Maybe I was only referring to you,” she replied softly. “I probably should have said hot or sexy as sin or something like that, but…um…”
“Yeah?” I encouraged her when it sounded as though she might not continue.
“Well, you…um…have a cute butt.”
I couldn’t help it. I tossed my head back and laughed, but I tried to squelch it quickly when she buried her face in my chest. I didn’t want to make her feel any more embarrassed because I loved her honesty.
“Hey,” I said softly, tugging on a few strands of her hair to bring her head back so I could see her face. “You don’t ever have to feel embarrassed about anything that happens between us.” I grinned again and winked at her as my hand traveled down to skip under my shirt and palm her ass. “You are cute as hell, baby. But you’re also fucking gorgeous and so sexy all I can think about is finally being inside you.”
Britta sucked in a quick breath, and her hands splayed on my chest, the heat from her palms practically searing my flesh. “Me too,” she whispered so quietly I almost didn’t hear her.
My hand clenched her ass cheek, and my hips involuntarily bucked into her. “Don’t say shit like that to me right now, Britta,” I growled. “I’m barely hanging on as it is.”
“Why?”
I exhaled roughly. “Because you’re tired. It’s been a long, terrifying day. And because I should take you on at least one fucking date before I pop your cherry.”
Britta gasped. “How did you...?”
“You radiate innocence,” I muttered as I dropped my head into the crook of her neck and shoulder. After taking a deep inhale, I sighed. “And I can practically smell your sweet little cherry, baby.” It was probably just my imagination, but it seemed like I could also smell her ripe, unprotected womb. Just waiting for me to stuff it full of my seed and put my baby inside her.
“Oh,” she squeaked as a shiver wracked her body.
“Now go to sleep,” I grunted, barely hanging on to my sanity.
Britta wiggled closer, and I growled in warning. Then she rubbed her nose against my chest and sighed. “You make me feel so safe. But I’m still scared. Do you think you could distract me?”
“You’re playing with fire, baby,” I rasped.
She traced my tattoos for a minute, then kissed my chest, before making me almost come up off the bed when she licked the barbell in my left nipple. “I want to burn,” she breathed.
“Fuck,” I grunted as every rational thought in my head was replaced by desire. The need to be inside her, to claim her, to own her. I was desperate to hear her scream my name while I exploded inside her.
My lips crashed down onto hers, and I rolled her onto her back before settling myself on top of her. Her generous tits pillowed against my chest, and her hard little nipples poked through her shirt.
At first, I held her head so it was at just the right angle for me to deepen the kiss and plunder her mouth. But soon, my hands itched to caress her curves, and I slowly glided them down to the bottom of the shirt, which had risen to her waist.
I tore my mouth from hers just long enough to whip the T-shirt over her head and toss it away. Then I kissed her again and filled my hands with her tits while rocking my hard-on into the apex of her thighs.
She moaned, and her legs curled around my calves.
“You want me inside you, Britta?”
She nodded.
“Want me to fill you with my big, fat cock and make you come until you’re screaming with ecstasy?”