His to Own (The Rowdy Johnson Brothers #3) Read Online Tory Baker

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic Tags Authors: Series: The Rowdy Johnson Brothers Series by Tory Baker
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Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 40206 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
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“Damn straight. Sit up, baby,” I tell her as I drop to my knees, situating my body until my legs are on the outside of hers, her back to my chest, and I pull her further back so she can rest against me. “You good?” She doesn’t respond verbally but instead nods, hair tickling my nose since I bent my head to whisper the question into her ear.

“Perfect.” She gives me more of her weight, relaxing further, and I grab my mug.

“Damn straight.” I take a sip of my coffee before putting it back on the ground and away from the blanket. There’s something I’ve been itching to do with Juniper since taking her on the back deck.

“Lawson.” The tips of my fingers slide along the top of her thighs, slowly, the rasp of my skin along hers causing goose bumps to appear on her pretty skin. I keep at the slow and steady pace, not rushing this along, building both of us up, except this time is all for her.

“Right here, baby.” I meet the edges of my shirt she’s wearing. Little thief. I saw her going through my bag of clothes yesterday instead of her own. She didn’t see me watching her. I stood off to the side, shaking my head while trying to quell the laughter but loving how she likes to wear my clothes and smell like me.

“More, please.” I’ve just barely gotten her shirt up high enough to bare her pussy to my view, and she’s already raring to go. Fuck, this woman is perfect, and she’s all mine.

“Lift up, Juniper. I want this off you.” Her back leaves my chest, arms going up and over her head. It’s clear as day she wants this as much as I do. Damn, now I’m glad not to have woken up alone. I couldn’t have imagined a better start to my day. “Christ Almighty, you’re so goddamn beautiful it hurts.” My hands cup the underside of her tits and lift them, causing me to rethink this position we’re in. My mouth can’t taste her pebbled nipples. Next time.

“Oh god, I love your hands on me.” My thumbs slide over her nipples. Her eyes flutter closed, her arms lock behind my neck, and fuck, but I love how completely she gives in to me. I travel the curves of her body with one hand. My other isn’t leaving her tit. Juniper has become ten times more sensitive since becoming pregnant. I stop at her stomach, letting the palm of my hand linger on our child for a moment, praising every fucking thing on this earth that Juni is giving us the most precious gift.

“You’re obsessed, you know that?” She tips head to the side, her grey eyes full of happiness and longing.

“Fuck yeah. I am. Any part of you. I’m completely possessed by you, Juniper.” I move away from her stomach, cupping her pussy with my hand. “Especially this part of you. Love how fucking soaked you are.” My fingers aren’t even inside her yet, yet she’s dripping, coating the lips of her sex, and I’m without a doubt about to make her come hard and fast before I’ll put her on her back to repeat the process.

“Oh god, Lawson, yes.” Her chest is rising and failing. I slowly slide my fingers along her slit, gathering her wetness. She isn’t going to last long. I can sense she’s already on the edge.

“Fuck me, look at you,” I coo softly in her ear, entering her cunt with two thick fingers, feeling her ripple around them. Just like I presumed, she’s hot, so damn hot I’m going to have a hard time holding off until she gets hers.

“More, faster.” Her words are coming out uneven. She’s breathless, exactly like I want her. The palm of my hand moves from side to side as I finger-fuck her, sliding in and out. She undulates with each pass, getting closer and closer to coming.

“Get ready, babe. I’m not going to be done with you for a long fucking time,” I warn her as I pinch her nipple. That sweet pleasurable pain hits her at the right time, and Juniper’s body arches against mine, her head turning and mouth meeting my neck as her fingers dig into the back of my neck. “I can’t wait to see your sweet tits filled with milk, watching you feed our child.”

“Lawson,” she cries against my skin. Coming for me, only ever fucking coming for me. The slight breeze, the sun heating our skin, and Juniper naked in my arms. All I need is right here. Yeah, I’d say there’s no better way to start our morning.

SIXTEEN

LAWSON

“Babe, you about ready?” It’s been three days since we escaped to the cabin. Our shit is tighter than ever. We’re on even playing ground. While we’ve still got some kinks to work out, we’re better than ever. Right now, she’s in the bathroom, and I’m trying not to lose my shit with worry because she’s been in there longer than I’d like. There’s something about finding the woman who’s yours unconscious and not coming to only to have the doctor push all kinds of meds and keep her safely sedated without you knowing a damn thing. I’m pretty sure that scene is going to haunt me for the foreseeable future.


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