Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 107667 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 538(@200wpm)___ 431(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107667 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 538(@200wpm)___ 431(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
Laughter chokes me as I grin widely, still unable to move. I take a deep breath as I ask, “What time is it?”
“Don’t know. Don’t care,” he says, lazily moving his fingers along the bottom of my breast.
“Don’t you have a flight tomorrow?”
“I do,” he admits, licking my jaw. He lifts his arm then and groans. “It’s four.”
“And your flight?”
“Ten.”
I nod. “Then you have only six hours to make that happen—really only four if you want to be on time for your flight.”
He smiles against my jaw. “I’m torn between saying fuck my flight and accepting the challenge.”
Oh, that brings me more pleasure than all the orgasms he’s given me. “I have family brunch, so I have to leave around the same time you do.”
He kisses my jaw. “So, I’m accepting the challenge?”
“You are,” I agree, turning to meet his gaze. “If that’s what you want.”
His eyes soften as his hand spreads across my neck, his thumb stroking against my pulse. “I want it. And then I’ll be taking your cowboy hat as my reward for my hat tricks.”
I grin as his lips meet mine, and while I love my UT cowboy hat, if that’s all I have to give for a night like this, then I’ll be just fine.
Or at least, that’s what I keep telling myself.
Chapter Seven
Dart
When I wake up to my alarm blaring like a nuisance, I’m instantly reminded what is about to happen. I can’t help but regret plugging in my phone in the night. I slap the alarm off somehow, and then I look down at where Tennessee is wrapped around me like a koala bear. Her thick body touches me in all the right ways. I run my hands over the curve of her ass, along her hips, before I cup her full boob. Her pretty little chin is pressed into my chest with her lips parted as she breathes evenly. Her hair is up in a topknot, something she did after round five, I think. I glide my fingers along her jaw and then her lips as I cuddle her closer to me, unable to let go of her yet.
I watch as she sleeps, reliving everything we did and feeling all kinds of things. I have never in my life experienced pleasure like that. I’m pretty sure I have nothing left in me, and I’m completely okay with it. The uncontrollable releases I experienced just kept coming, and it’s really hard to accept that this is over. I know she knows it, and I know I do, but fuck if I don’t like it one bit. When my alarm sounds again, I reach for it, shutting it off the correct way before throwing my phone down on the bed. I lean in, kissing her cheek, her nose, and then the corner of her lips.
“Tennessee?”
Her lids flutter open, and her eyes meet mine. Her lips curve, and she says, “Good morning, gorgeous.”
Pain hits me in the chest. “Hey there, beautiful.”
She stretches against me, that hot body so soft against mine, leaving me completely breathless. I pick up my phone and groan.
“Time to go?”
“I’ve got a solid thirty minutes, and I have to shower.”
“That takes how long?”
“Five minutes, tops.”
“Okay, so don’t move. I’m comfy.”
I feel myself growing harder against my thigh.
“And apparently your cock doesn’t listen.”
I grin against her lips. “Nor do I,” I say, and then I get up, taking her by her ankles and pulling her to me.
She laughs loudly. “What in the world?”
I tug her up and to her feet.
“What are you doing?”
“You’re showering with me so I can fuck you at the same time,” I say, pulling her into my arms and cupping her ass in my hands. “One more time.”
Something moves in her eyes, and it causes my breath to catch. Her voice is unsteady as she wraps her arms around my neck, and I feel like she’s sad. “One more time.”
I take her by the backs of her thighs and lift her into my arms. She wraps her legs around me while I carry her to the bathroom and into the glass shower. I press her into the smooth tile, and she hisses in response. “It’s cold,” she laughs, and I wink.
“I’ll warm you up, baby doll.”
As I turn on the shower, she takes my lips with hers, and our mouths move together desperately. Or, at least, that’s how I feel. I taste every inch of her mouth, my tongue playing with hers as the water runs over our bodies. Our hands are wild, touching and squeezing each other. I don’t know about her, but I don’t want to forget this. The way she feels, how thick her ass is, and how fucking perfect her pussy is. I drag my lips from hers as I let one of her legs fall so I can have a free hand. I slip my hand between her legs, cupping her, and she arches into me in response, only one word leaving her lips.