Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 238(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 238(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
His girl.
Melt.
He must’ve sensed I didn’t know where, or how, to start. “Grab hold of it,” he instructed.
I moved up, so I hovered over it then gripped the base.
He hissed, and his hips jerked. My eyes flew up to meet his. “Harder. You won’t hurt me, sugar.”
I squeezed.
“That’s it. Now lick that pre-cum up. It’s for you.”
Like a cat, I flicked my tongue out and lapped up the pearly drop. It was salty and… different.
“Fuck, sugar. Look at you.”
A shy smile slid across my face at his praise.
“Now take the head in your mouth. Lick it.”
Opening wide, I obeyed, swirling my tongue around it like a lollipop.
Cody growled, and while I had him in my mouth, I looked up at him.
“That’s right. Eyes up here. Now take more of me. In and out deeper and deeper.”
I lowered my head a little, taking a bit more of him into my mouth, then pulled back. I did it again, a little deeper, then deeper still until it hit my throat, and I gagged.
I pulled off and sat up, using the back of my hand to wipe my mouth.
He grabbed hold of himself and began to stroke, slowly, leisurely, as if he was giving me a short break.
“You’re doing so good,” he murmured. “Such a good little cocksucker. Ready for more?”
The naughty praise had me nodding. He let go, and I took over again.
I wanted to make him come. I wanted to make him forget about Tessa and all the other women he’d been with before. I wanted him to lose his shit over my mouth, my body. Me.
Back in my mouth he went, and this time I took as much of him as I could, then breathed through my nose. Relaxed, then took more.
“Fuck.”
The one word was accompanied by his hips lifting, so he was practically throat fucking me. Tears slipped down my cheeks, but I didn’t stop.
“That’s it, fuck. Yes, good girl. Look at those lips stretched wide. So deep in that throat.”
I was so worked up doing this for him, I wanted to come. Reaching between my thighs, I touched my clit.
“Fuck, greedy girl. You’re so good at this, I’m going to come down that throat. Swallow good, sugar.”
His hips lifted, and he clogged my throat with every fat inch. Hot spurts of cum didn’t seem to stop, as if he’d been saving it all for me to taste.
“Riley. Fuck, sugar.”
I moaned when I came, a little orgasm that rocked through me. It wasn’t anything like the ones Cody gave me, but it, along with his salty tang on my tongue, made me feel so naughty. So his. And we hadn’t even had sex yet.
15
RILEY
I woke from a sound sleep with voices and the scent of coffee. Still in only my top, I slipped into my robe before heading into the kitchen.
“—arrest your ass.”
I stopped just inside the living room to my dad’s voice cutting through the early morning like a knife. He wasn’t talking on the phone. He was talking to Cody. Who was shirtless. A literal man-god.
Oh shit.
Cody caught sight of me and turned his head. Winked. That made Dad look my way, too.
“Riley Jane Abbott, what the fuck is going on here? Cody McIntire?” His voice boomed around the entire first floor.
“Don’t talk to your daughter that way,” Cody snapped. Oh no–he wasn’t going to turn into a wolf, was he?
“I will talk to my daughter any way I see fit. I’m the one in charge here.”
Dad was a formidable man. Tall and broad shouldered, he worked out and kept fit. But he had nothing on Cody. Cody was taller. Bigger. Darker. More dangerous, even though he wasn’t the one with the service pistol. The last thing I wanted him to do was shoot Cody. The way the veins in his neck stood out, Dad was pissed. Really pissed.
“Dad,” I said, my shoulders drooping.
“Don’t Dad me.” He pointed at me. “I go out of town for two days and–”
“Is the trial over?” I asked, trying to steer him to safer topics.
Remembering I was in just my robe, I held the front closed. My dad had seen me in it before. It wasn’t anything racy, but I was bare–or mostly bare–beneath. And remembering why I was that way made me feel very exposed.
“What a nightmare. The pre-trial was a pain in the ass. He took a plea bargain, so the asshole’s behind bars for the next twenty years. Hopefully it’ll stop all the threats and annoyance calls from his–” He cut himself off, narrowing his eyes at me. “Nice try redirecting.” He flicked his gaze and gave Cody a look as if he was dog poop he stepped in. “If I hadn’t come back when I did, I–”
“You wouldn’t have barged in on your adult daughter doing adult things,” Cody said.