Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 102339 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 512(@200wpm)___ 409(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102339 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 512(@200wpm)___ 409(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
I clamped my hand over my mouth as the urge to scream out from my orgasm hit me.
“Let me…hear you!” Anson panted.
My hand dropped away, and I was positive I saw stars. “Yes, oh, God, yes.”
I felt him grow bigger inside me as he lifted up and looked into my dazed eyes.
“Bri, I’m going to come.”
I wrapped my legs tightly around him and felt his body jerk when his own orgasm started.
Anson slowed down until he stilled. He stayed inside of me, his head buried in my neck, just like last weekend. Only this time, he hadn’t come inside me, but in the condom instead.
A strange sensation moved over me at the thought. I brushed it aside and moved my fingers lazily over his back as I settled into my after-orgasm euphoria.
Anson gently pulled out of me, rolled over, and took off his condom. He reached for a tissue and then got up to head to my bathroom. I followed him, wanting to clean up.
“Wait there, I’ll bring a cloth to clean you.”
“I was going to take a shower,” I said.
He smiled. “I’ll join you.”
While sex with Anson in the shower would have been amazing, we hadn’t thought to bring in another condom. So instead, Anson washed every inch of my body then lifted my leg to give me another mind-blowing orgasm with his mouth. At one point, I was positive my legs would buckle. Thank God he was holding me up.
“I…I can’t stand. Anson, stop!”
He laughed and kept up with the relentless licking and sucking. My orgasm felt like it lasted forever and a day. When it was done, I actually went limp in his arms.
“My new favorite thing, giving you oral sex in the shower,” he said as he kissed me deeply.
I smiled and tried to get my breathing—and the ability to hold my own weight—under control.
After we both dried off, we found ourselves back in my bed. I lay with my body half on his, my cheek resting on him as I played with the dark hair on his chest.
“Do you feel like going out?” he asked.
Turning, I rested my chin on the back of my hand. “Go out where?”
“Sisterdale Dance Hall. Nick told me about this band that’s playing there tonight. He said they were really good. I wouldn’t mind going and hearing them and dancing with my girl.”
I smiled. “I haven’t been dancing in so long.”
“We won’t stay out late if you’re opening up early tomorrow.”
“The tea room isn’t open on Sundays. I realized quickly that I needed a day off each week.”
He lifted his head to look at me better. “You’re closed on Sundays? I thought that would be a busy day for you.”
“Not really. I’ll still do group afternoon teas if people book them, but generally I’m closed on Sundays. I’ve thought about closing on Sunday and Monday, but my Monday morning moms would be pissed.”
Anson laughed. “Lord knows you don’t want to piss off the moms.”
I rolled my eyes. “You have no idea.”
He slapped me on the ass. “Come on, let’s go dancing.”
A rush of giddiness moved over me as I climbed out of bed. It hadn’t been lost on me that Zeus stayed next to the bed the entire time Anson and I were together. I didn’t want to think about how many other women that dog had listened to Anson have sex with, so I quickly pushed the thought out of my head.
Anson reached down for his boxers then patted the dog on the head.
“Are you ruined now, Buddy?”
“Ruined?” I asked as I walked over and pulled a pair of jeans out from my closet.
“Yeah, that’s the first time poor Zeus here has heard me having…” He looked at the dog and then me before continuing, “S. E. X.”
I couldn’t help the smile that spread over my face. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t thrilled by his admission.
“Did you really just spell out sex because of the dog?”
He nodded. “I don’t want to scare him.”
I glanced down to the sleeping dog. “I highly doubt us having…”
He held up his hand and lifted a brow. I sighed and said, “Him hearing us have S. E. X. isn’t going to ruin him.” At that moment, the damn dog decided to bark.
Anson laughed. “He disagrees with you.”
He pulled his T-shirt over his head, and I practically licked my lips at the sight of him. He’d just been naked and hot as hell, but dressed? Lord, even dressed he was still mouthwatering. The way he raked his hand through his dark hair and made his arm muscles flex. And those chest muscles—how the T-shirt emphasized the movement of them. I flushed all over again simply watching him get dressed.
“Bri? Are you turned on again?”
My eyes jerked away from his body to his face. I felt my cheeks heat. “Can you really blame me? It’s been six years since I had you.”