Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Chapter 16
Simone
“Fuck, Simone,” Van mutters sleepily as his hand comes to rest gently on my head. I have him in my mouth and he’s hard. He’s also awake now, so I double down and start sucking hard.
God, I love having my mouth on him. It’s really the only time I have any power over this man, and while I generally like him to be in control of me, this has its benefits. I love the sounds he makes, and sometimes he begs.
It doesn’t take long until Van is pumping his hips upward, trying to get deeper. I give him deeper and he explodes in my mouth with a hoarse bark of relief rumbling out of his chest. As I take every bit of him, his hand moves to the back of my neck, where he strokes my hair.
I find I like soft, cuddly Van a lot too.
In fact, the night before last was the first time I slept all night with him. After he hauled me home from Follies, not even letting me go back inside to get my clothes or give some very short notice—promising me he’d go back today and get my stuff—he drove me back to our house.
For the first time, we were able to get wild and loud and crazy in his own bed with no fear of Lucas finding us. It hadn’t crossed my mind to be grateful for it, but yes…Lucas making up with Stephanie has its undeniable benefits to me and Van right now. While we were a little more cautious during the day in case Lucas decided to swing by for something, we were a lot more comfortable at night knowing he was fully occupied. Last night was another “shake the foundation of the house” fuck fest, and it was amazing.
“What was that for?” Van mumbles, his voice heavy with sleep and satiation.
I lift my head, letting him slide free of my mouth, and give him a dimple-popping grin. “It’s game day. I think you should start it with a good-luck blow job when you wake up.”
“Will you do that for every game day?” he asks slyly.
I lie down on my side, resting my cheek on his thigh as I look at him. “Well, for the home games for sure.”
His eyes dance with amusement and my breath catches. A happy Van with humor on his face is a sight to behold.
Tucking his hands behind his head so he can look down at me, those amazing lips of his curve upward even higher. His smile is totally mischievous and his tone is droll when he says, “Guess that’s a benefit to letting you sleep in my bed all night.”
“Asshole,” I mutter affectionately, and be still my heart…Van winks down at me. Shit, I might swoon.
“What about away games?” he asks.
“Hmmm,” I say, bringing a finger to my chin as I ponder. “How about phone sex in the morning?”
“Not if I’m rooming with your brother,” he mutters.
Laughing, I smooth my hand up his thigh, past his hip and to his ribs. “How about you go in the bathroom, turn the shower on, and call me. Then just listen…and I’ll help get you off.”
Van’s eyes fire with interest. “That sounds like a plan.”
Moving my hand inward, I let it rest on his belly while my cheek still lies on his thigh. It’s not exactly mutual cuddling, but he’s letting me be touchy-feely and I’m taking advantage of it.
“Am I still shiny?” I ask him.
“You took my cock in your ass like a champ night before last. You woke me up with a blow job this morning. You’re shinier than ever, Simone.”
My sex clenches hard with desire as I think about that night he hauled me home from Follies, wanting to make a final claim to my body. He definitely popped that cherry, and now he owns every part of me. It was magnificent. I never could have imagined how good it would feel, and that’s only because he took his sweet time with me. He spent such a long time getting me ready, first with his mouth sucking on my clit until I came hard. Then he used his fingers, and one of my smaller dildos to stretch me. Lots of lube, more fingers…that dildo he was brilliant with. By the time he was pressing his above-average-size dick in my ass, I was beyond ready.
I was begging for it.
Let me just say, an orgasm while my backside was well fucked and full of a man who knows what he’s doing was so intense I almost passed out. The second I cried out as the explosion of pleasure overwhelmed me, Van groaned out his own release. He thrust into me deep, threw his weight into my body, and drove me down into the mattress. Van ground out every tremor of his release against my ass, and the sounds he made were music to my ears.