Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31905 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 160(@200wpm)___ 128(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31905 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 160(@200wpm)___ 128(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
When King dismissed the meeting, I decided to go check on Thea before heading to my office to get to work. I should’ve known better.
The bathroom door was shut when I walked into the room, and I heard the sound of running water.
Shit.
Thea had obviously decided to take a shower, and now, all I could think about was her wet, naked body just on the other side of that wall. I wanted to see just how much wetter she would get with my fingers, tongue, or cock in her tight little pussy.
My dick was trying to punch its way through my zipper, and I winced when I turned to shut and lock the door.
Stiffly, I moved toward my dresser, intending to get changed before Thea emerged from the bathroom. My plan to work had gone out the window. I wanted to go to bed with her, even if all I did was hold her.
I kicked off my shoes and yanked off my socks, then my T-shirt, and tossed the clothes into the hamper. Carefully, I lowered my zipper and was about to pull myself out when I heard Thea’s voice. Smiling when I saw her cell on the bedside table, I realized she was talking to herself. Fuck, she was cute.
I padded across the carpet to the door and listened.
“High Triangle? That definitely goes on the list.”
“The Wheelbarrow? It’s got potential.”
“What about The Plunge? I think she’d be into it.”
“Doggy style? Hmmm…no.”
If I’d been moving, I would have frozen right then. Wait. What?
“The Erotic V? I think she could get on board with that…or on the table.”
She giggled, and I shook my head, wondering if I was hearing this right.
“Rock and Ride? Probably not the first time.”
Is she making a list of sex positions?
“Sexy Seesaw? Is it too much like Rock and Ride?”
“Sixty-nine? Nah, too early. Maybe when they’ve been together longer. I wonder if their height difference will make it more difficult?”
Holy shit. That’s exactly what she’s doing.
“Basic Missionary? Probably, but I can be a little more creative than that, right? Then again, don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.”
“Reverse Cowgirl? Doesn’t seem like a position she would like—her loss, I would imagine.”
Her comments after the last two surprised me. Didn’t she start with the basics before getting creative? I shut off that line of thinking real fucking fast. The thought of Thea with another man made me feel like hunting each one down and putting a bullet between their eyes.
“I’ve got it!” she shrieked. “Against the wall in the shower! Of course, he’d have to be huge and strong like Baylor. He could definitely lift me and have his way with me—”
That shredded the last of my control.
Fuck it.
I opened the door and slipped inside, shutting it softly behind me. The shower was all glass on two sides, but it was foggy, so I could only see Thea’s outline. Damn, she had more curves than I realized when she was clothed.
A hiss escaped my lips when I released my dick, the aching member popping up and slapping against my stomach.
Once I was naked, I stepped over to the shower and smoothly opened the glass door before stepping inside. Thea shivered, clearly feeling the small blast of cool air. But before she could turn and look, I stood behind her and cupped her hips, dragging her back against me.
She gasped when she felt my long, fat cock between us. My hands glided up her waist and rib cage until they were resting just under her tits.
“Sounds like you need to do a little research, baby.”
“R-research?” she stuttered.
“You definitely need to try out some of the positions on the list you were making.”
Thea’s head dropped forward, and she sighed. “You heard that?”
I grinned and moved all of her hair to one shoulder so I could place a kiss on the exposed one as I put my hand back under her breast. My thumbs skimmed over the sensitive flesh as I answered with a chuckle. “You weren’t being real quiet, baby.”
Slowly, my hands crawled upward. “I want to know just how loud you can be,” I murmured as I covered her tits with my big palms. “Perfect fit,” I groaned.
Gently, I massaged the soft, round globes, and my cock twitched as her breathing became more erratic.
“Want to know what I was thinking even before I heard you talking about me fucking you against the shower wall?”
I plucked her nipples, and she cried out, “Yes!”
One of my hands traveled south until I was cupping her pussy. “Knowing you were naked and wet from the shower, I wondered how much wetter I could make you.” I plunged my middle finger into her channel, making her cry out. “Damn,” I grunted. “You’re tight as fuck.”
Thea moaned, and a shiver wracked her body when I moved my digit in and out twice. “Wanna find out, baby?”