Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
How could anyone not adore him?
Coleson pulls the blankets back and gets in slowly. When he comes up behind me, he snakes an arm around my waist and brings me to his chest. I wiggle back into him, and he smiles against the back of my head.
Feigning a sleepy voice, I ask, “How was your game?”
“We lost,” he mumbles against my hair. “Bad night.”
“Want to talk about it?”
“No, it’s fine,” he says, nuzzling my hair. A moment passes, and then he whispers, “Can I take care of you?”
My body burns as he splays his hands over my bare belly. I’m wearing a small, slinky crop top and slinky PJ shorts. “You’re not tired?”
“I am, but I promised you daily orgasms.”
I can’t help but giggle. “You’ve had a hard night.”
“I have,” he murmurs in my ear. “But I want to feel you come undone, Wife.”
My heart slams into my chest, and when his mouth drops to my neck, no matter how much I want to care for him and make him feel better, my lips betray me. “Please.”
He growls against my neck as he nibbles and sucks. He slides his hand down my stomach into my shorts, and he cups me whole with his large hand. “I wonder how wet you are,” he whispers against my quickly heating skin. Before I can even try to be sexy and give a quip, he dips his middle finger into me, and I gasp. He pushes his finger through my wet folds and curls it inside me, groaning against my skin. “Mmm, my wife is dripping for me.” I arch back into him as he drags his finger from my entrance and up so slowly, I’m almost begging for him to touch my clit. He peppers kisses along the curve of my neck, my shoulder, before trailing his mouth back up, just as he presses into my clit.
I cry out his name, and he smiles against my skin. “Let’s see how loud you can get.”
His cocky tone has me panting. “Just for that, I’m not saying a word.”
He scoffs. “Challenge accepted.”
Oh, I’m super fucked. He circles my clit with his finger, my wetness making it easy for his talented fingers. He kisses my neck and nibbles at my skin. I feel my orgasm building, my pussy and clit throbbing as he continues his assault on my body. When he moves his lips to my ear, I squeeze my lips tight to keep from crying out.
I won’t let him win, but I realize very quickly I’m no match for him.
He rakes his teeth along my earlobe and whispers, “I spent all morning thinking of this tight little cunt.”
“Oh God.”
“Nope, not God, your husband,” he corrects, changing the direction of his circles around my clit. The pleasure is unreal, and the feel of his cock on my ass has my heart pounding. “After lunch, I had to go to the bathroom and stroke my cock to relieve myself. It took three times before I could finally stop thinking about this needy little cunt and how it looked when I buried myself deep inside you. How well you took me. How fucking good you felt.” He licks my ear, his voice so gravelly. “Come for me. I feel you almost there. Come, Wife,” he begs, his voice rough and dangerous.
I can’t take it.
“Coleson, please,” I moan, unable to keep it in.
He circles my clit faster, harder, as he demands, “Louder.” I moan loudly, arching into his hand, and then I fall over the edge into oblivion. Everything goes tight and I come so hard, but he isn’t done with me. “I said louder, Wife.” He presses into my clit hard, and I scream his name as the lights dance behind my eyes. His finger slows, but he doesn’t let up as I jerk under his touch. He kisses my ear, my neck, and then my shoulder. When he sinks his teeth into my shoulder, I cry out again, and I swear it feels like I’ll never come down from the high he’s given me. His finger finally stills before he kisses my jaw.
Against my cheek, he whispers, “That’s a good wife. Now, go to sleep.”
I frown. I feel his cock throbbing against my ass. “What about you?”
“I’m fine. Go to sleep.”
He kisses my shoulder again and then removes his hand. I look back just in time to see him lick his finger, and it sends desire coursing through my body again.
But then he rolls over, giving me his back.
I stare at it and blink in disbelief.
So this is how he’s going to do this.
Not giving in to his desires, but giving me mine?
Fine. Challenge accepted.
CHAPTER 25
Coleson
In just a week, I’ve learned a lot about my wife.
It doesn’t take long for me to realize that once I’m gone, she’ll run this business better than I ever did or could. She is a very fast learner—and a bit OCD. I’ve taught her how to make every single drink, and she is so nitpicky about getting them perfect, it drives me nuts. I’ve told her time and time again to just go with the flow, let Jesus do the measuring. But that doesn’t work for her. She wants it done right and uses every single measuring tool I have. The dishes have been out of this world, but she won’t do it any other way but the right way.