Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27684 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27684 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
“Distract me?”
“Yup. Gonna fuck you right here. You’re gonna ride my cock until you're screaming my name. Then you’ll think about that every time you look at it.”
It took me two weeks of seeing clients in my new salon before I could look at that chair without blushing.
EPILOGUE
MARNIE
Having three children under the age of five wasn’t always easy, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. The family Hayes and I were building meant everything to me. Even when I’d only had about a dozen hours of sleep over the past three days.
“I’m not sure how it’s possible, but my tired is tired.” I heaved a deep sigh as I planted face-first on our mattress. “Whose bright idea was it for us to have our three children so close together? Because I don’t remember the last time I had a full night’s sleep.”
“Mine,” Hayes admitted, stroking his palm down my back after he dropped down next to me. “But you agreed each time. Enthusiastically, from what I remember.”
Rolling to my side, I flashed him an exhausted smile. “I can’t deny that, but those memories feel like they’re from so long ago.”
“I just had you screaming my name this afternoon while the kids were down for their nap,” he reminded me, his hand moving lower to cup my butt cheek.
I lifted off the mattress to arch into his touch. “Now, that I do remember.”
“You better.” He leaned down to press a kiss against the back of my neck. “I’d hate to think having my cock deep inside your pussy was forgettable.”
“Never,” I swore, turning onto my back. “But I might need a reminder of how it feels when you’re trying to knock me up.”
“Are you sayin’ what I think you’re sayin’?” he asked, gripping my hips as he rolled onto his back, settling me on top of him.
Pressing my knees into the mattress on either side of his hips, I grinned down at him. “Yeah.”
“You want me to put another baby in your belly?” he growled. “’Cause I’m down for that.”
“I know.” I laughed softly, stroking my hands up his chest. “I might be exhausted chasing our little hellions, but I still caught the hints you’ve been dropping lately. You weren’t exactly subtle.”
“Have you ever known me to be?” he teased, a wicked gleam in his icy-blue eyes.
“Nope, not even a little bit.” I bent low to brush my lips against his and whispered, “It’s one of the things I love best about you. That I never have to guess where I stand with you because you’re always up front about what you want. And you show me how much you love the kids and me every single day.”
“You really want to make our terrible trio into a ferocious foursome?”
“Yeah,” I confirmed, grinding down against his hard length. “If I’m lucky, I’ll get another mini-you to chase. Hank could use a brother to go with his pair of sisters.”
I got what I wanted when I gave birth to our first child, but then Hayes got two little girls who were mirror images of me. Michelle and Marie were handfuls, even more than their big brother. Probably because they had their daddy wrapped around their little fingers. The girls could do no wrong as far as he was concerned. Not even when they used my bright red nail polish on his motorcycle.
“I’ll give it my all, angel.”
He didn’t waste any time getting down to business, quickly stripping us out of our clothes before pressing me back onto the mattress and crawling between my legs. Wedging his shoulders between my thighs, he lowered his head and dragged his tongue up my center.
“Oh yes,” I cried, threading my fingers through his thick hair to press his face closer to my core.
He ate me through two orgasms before getting to his knees and notching the tip of his dick at my center. His pale blue eyes were heated as he stared down at me, gripping my hips to pull me down his length until he was lodged balls deep inside me.
He never looked away as he picked up the pace, thrusting hard enough that I had to stretch my hands out to hold the headboard while he worked his cock in and out of my pussy. Over and over again until we were both near the edge.
“You feel so damn good, angel. I swear, your pussy keeps sucking me back in because it doesn’t want to let my big cock go.”
“Because I don’t,” I gasped as he changed the angle to hit me in a different spot.
“You gonna come all over my dick?” he grunted, wedging his arm between us to circle my clit with his thumb.
“Yes,” I hissed.
“That’s it, angel. Fuck, yes. Fuck! Squeeze that tight little pussy and milk the come from my cock. Wanna knock you up tonight.”