Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 95421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
“Babe, you need to let up or…”
Naomi looked up and met my eyes. But rather than pull back she took me in even deeper.
Fuck. She’s letting me come down her throat. I only lasted one more suck before spilling harder and longer than I ever had in my life. Her hot, tight throat worked to swallow every last drop of my cum.
After, I closed my eyes, trying to catch my breath. “Holy shit. I see freaking stars. I never knew that was actually a thing. I thought it was just some crap authors wrote in sappy romance novels.”
Naomi giggled and wiped her mouth on the back of her hand as she settled her head on my chest. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“Enjoyed it? No. I fucking loved it. And you just screwed yourself, you know.”
“Why is that?”
“Because I’m going to want inside that sweet mouth all the time now.”
“That’s okay. I liked it as much as you did.”
I sincerely doubted that. We were both quiet as we caught our breath. Naomi’s head rested over my heart. She tilted her head to look up at me, then let out a big yawn.
“Your heartbeat is so loud.”
I smiled. “Oh yeah? You want to know a secret?”
“Always.”
I ran my knuckles down her cheek. “I think it stopped beating for a long time and only started again because of you.”
Chapter 30
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DAWSON
My Sunday-morning routine was always the same—four egg whites, go for a run, pick up a turkey and avocado wrap from Kaiser’s Deli on the way home, quick shower, take Sheldon to the park for his sun bath, work by ten. But here it was almost four o’clock in the afternoon, and for the second week in a row, I hadn’t seen the inside of my office all weekend. I was also currently walking a chihuahua wearing a rhinestone-studded collar in Central Park.
“Where’d you get this thing?” I asked.
Naomi’s nose wrinkled. “What thing?”
I gestured to the leash in my hand. “This thing.”
“Leonardo is not a thing. He’s practically human.”
“Do you think aliens look down at us and think the dogs are our leaders and not the other way around? I mean, they lead their owners around, walk ahead on a leash we’re tied to, and owners feed them, bathe them, and clean up their shit.”
Naomi laughed. “Maybe.”
“How old is Leo anyway?”
“He’s an old man. He’ll be eleven next month.”
I waved her off. “That’s nothing compared to Sheldon.”
“How old is he?”
“Twenty.”
“Are you serious?”
I nodded. “I got him when I was nine.”
“How long can a tortoise live?”
“Some make it into their fifties.”
“Wow. I had no idea. Does Sheldon get along with other animals?”
“We had a dog growing up. They didn’t really have any interest in each other, sort of just coexisted. Ben had a cat that wanted to sniff him all the time. Sheldon seemed unfazed. Why? You want to introduce our children? I’m not sure we’re ready for that if we’re taking it day by day.”
Naomi smiled. “True.”
I’d actually been thinking about our day-to-day arrangement all week. An idea might’ve sprouted its roots watching dumb-ass Will Archer flirt with Naomi, but the thing had legs, and it stuck around even after my jealousy passed. “I wouldn’t want Sheldon to get attached to someone I wasn’t sure would be around tomorrow.”
“I suppose…”
I took a deep breath. I had no idea how to broach the subject, considering I was usually the one avoiding it. “Maybe we should make more of a commitment? You know, for the sake of the children.”
Naomi looked over at me. “What kind of commitment?”
I waited a few seconds before answering so it didn’t seem like I’d spent the amount of hours I had thinking about the subject. “I don’t know. But I suppose if you were my girlfriend, there would be less risk of Sheldon getting attached to you and Leo in vain.”
“Your girlfriend, huh? What does that entail?”
“I don’t have much experience in this area, but I would think we’d spend a few nights a week together.”
“We’re sort of already doing that, aren’t we?”
“And I guess we’d prioritize each other.”
“That sounds nice.”
I cleared my throat. “And…not see other people.”
Naomi shrugged. “Easy enough. I’m not doing that anyway. I’m more of a one-man type. But are you sure that’s what you want?”
It scared the shit out of me, but I wanted all that and more with this woman. “I want what’s best for Sheldon.”
Naomi side-eyed me with a grin. “Uh-huh.”
“What? I’m a responsible pet owner.”
She stepped in front of me, turned, and stopped, forcing me to stop too. “I would love to be your girlfriend, Dawson Reed.”
I tried to play it cool, but inside I fist pumped. “Sounds good.”
Naomi pushed up on her tippy toes and pressed a kiss to my lips. “You make me happy.”
She had on a V-neck shirt, and when I looked down at her, I got a clear view of a black, lacy bra. “And you make me hard.”