Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
“Hey, don’t hog the girl.” It was his turn, damn it. Hopefully by the end of the weekend they could maybe take her together and have one perfect memory, but for now, he wanted to be with her.
Wyatt’s smile was utterly satisfied. Like a man who knew he was going to get exactly what he wanted. He was obviously certain he could tempt Sawyer.
Then Sabrina opened her eyes and bit that full bottom lip of hers, and Sawyer knew it would take everything he had to let her go come Tuesday. She was his walking wet dream, and tonight he could have her.
With a low growl, he moved into her space and picked her up, relishing in the gasp that came from her throat. He pressed her against the wall of the shower and spread her legs wide. He captured her mouth with his, tongue plunging deep in an imitation of what he was about to do with his cock. Her legs went around his waist, hands grasping at his shoulders as she kissed him back, giving him all her sweet passion.
“Sawyer,” she said as he pulled away slightly.
“Sabrina,” he replied, staring into her eyes. He didn’t need to look down to know where his cock was. It was right there, right where the fucker wanted to be.
“Please.”
Her breathy plea was all he needed. Sawyer thrust up, penetrating her deeply with one long pass.
Her eyes widened and she held on tighter, legs clenched around him as though she was afraid to let him go. He could have told her he wasn’t going anywhere. There was no place he wanted to be but right here in this moment with her.
This was heaven.
His whole body felt electric. He’d had a lot of sex, but this felt like something more. He let his body lead him. His brain would only question everything, but his body knew exactly what he needed.
Her.
Sawyer pressed her hard against the wall as he fucked into her over and over again. Something about knowing Wyatt was watching made it all the hotter.
Sawyer kissed her over and over, feeling drugged with the sex and the intimacy, with simply being here with them. With being a part of a “them.” He’d never thought he would be, but this felt perfect and right.
He angled his hips up so he could find her sweet spot and knew the minute her nails dug into his shoulders that he’d managed it. She gasped and held on as he stroked into her again and again, until he felt her pussy spasm around him, giving him exactly what he wanted.
His eyes damn near rolled back as the pleasure took him, but he was determined to watch her, to take in every moment of her pleasure. Every sound, and the hard feel of those nails sinking into his skin, proving she was as fierce as she was sweet, that she was an excellent match.
He slammed into her one final time, giving up everything he had.
Pleasure and peace. It was what she brought him.
“Baby, he dirtied you up again,” Wyatt said with a tsk in his tone. “Come here. I’m going to make sure you’re clean.”
Sabrina’s hands had gone gentle, stroking down his back as she stayed right where she was, against the wall with his dick still inside her. “I don’t think he means that.”
It was good she was starting to understand them. He kissed her again, something he almost never did. Fucking, yes. Kissing, no. He wasn’t the type of man who simply kissed a woman over and over again because he couldn’t get enough of her.
Yet here he was.
He didn’t want to let her go but he did. He backed up, ensuring her feet found the floor as he stepped into the spray of the shower. Now he kind of wished it was cold. He was already heating up for her again.
Wyatt immediately stepped in, and his mouth was on hers in a heartbeat.
Sawyer took a long breath and realized he was in serious trouble.
Chapter Seven
Sabrina woke up on Monday morning feeling a bit sore and a whole lot satisfied.
Two days of pretty much nonstop sex would do that to a girl. It made her wonder what sexy shenanigans they would get into today. They had another whole day together, and she was certain those two men wouldn’t waste it.
She yawned and stretched and wondered where her love gods had gotten off to. The clock told her it wasn’t exactly early, so she would bet her men had decided to let her sleep in while they started work. Living in a cabin like this wasn’t as easy as her mom’s home in North Carolina. Sawyer would check on the generator, ensure they had enough dry firewood. Wyatt would start breakfast and coffee.
How had she lived for years in the two-story her mom had bought after she’d left the Army and never truly felt at home? She didn’t even realize it. Not feeling cozy and safe, like nothing bad could ever happen here, had been normal to her. Until she’d come to Bliss.