Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 16103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 81(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 81(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
I kiss my way over to the other tit and give it the same attention, ignoring my painfully hard cock before lining it up with her tight opening. I glance down and stare into her passion-filled eyes. “I need you,” I growl.
“Then freaking have me.” Letty is tired of waiting. As my cock tunnels into her wet pussy, her nails dig into my shoulders. Pleasure bombards me from all sides while I fight for control.
Chapter 9
LETTY
Oh, man. Lex is way bigger than I’d expected. I close my eyes and take deep breaths, willing my intimate muscles to relax. When he kisses me and slides his tongue around the inside of my mouth, I throw myself into the kiss. The stinging in my girly parts begins to turn into little sparks of pleasure, and I lift my hips slightly to meet his slow thrusts. Lex reaches between us and massages my clit, which feels pretty freaking fantastic.
As his pace increases, I forget all about the pain and concentrate on the orgasm making its way up from my toes. When he slides his arm under my leg and lifts it slightly, I feel his hardness slide even deeper. With each thrust, he hits some very sensitive spot that sends intense little zings of pleasure shooting through me. Out of nowhere, an orgasm blasts through me and I cry out as fireworks explode behind my closed eyelids.
Lex thrusts hard a few times before throwing back his head to shout my name. Warm wetness fills my pussy as his cock jerks inside me.
“I love you,” he whispers against the side of my neck before dropping next to me on the bed and pulling me into his arms. Lex drags the warm covers over us and hugs me close.
I barely have the energy to mutter, “I love you, too,” before sleep pulls me under.
The sun peaking in the blinds wakes me up. I stretch and groan as my intimate muscles protest the movement. “Good morning, baby.” Lex pulls me close and kisses the back of my neck.
I glance over my shoulder and smile at him. “Good morning.”
“I fucking love waking up with you in my arms,” he growls before pulling the covers away from my naked body. Lex’s eyes darken as he stares down at my curves. My body is begging for an early morning workout, but I know it’s probably a bad idea. A really freaking bad idea if I ever want to walk normally again. “I don’t think I’m up to round two yet.” I turn and sigh my disappointment against the side of his neck.
Lex slides me over to my back and slips under the covers. “Why don’t we try round one point five.”
“I’m willing to try,” I murmur as he spreads my legs and leans over to run his tongue up the center of my pussy.
When he sucks my clit between his lips, I forget what we’re talking about.
Lex presses a finger gently into my opening while nibbling on my clit. It only takes a few moments for his fingers and tongue to take me to heaven.
Of course, my handsome judge is an overachiever. After I come down from the first orgasm, he carries me to the bathtub and gives me three more climaxes.
Over the next few weeks, my stuff slowly starts making its way over to Lex’s home. Before I realize what’s happening, I have my own drawers in his dresser and a side of the closet. When Lex showed up one evening with a brand new car for me, I threw a fit, but he used his hot body to convince me that I need a safe car to drive into town every day since I’m no longer riding with my sisters. It took all my negotiating skills, but I managed to get him to agree to keep Betsy, too. She has the third garage space, and one day, I’ll find someone to bring her back to her original glory.
“Honey, I’m home,” I step in the garage door and call across the dark kitchen. It was my night to work late at Curvology, and I’m dead on my feet after the twelve-hour day. Since Curvology opened two weeks ago, we’ve been insanely busy. The female residents of Silver Spoon Falls have embraced our new boutique so much that we’re having trouble keeping up with the demand.
“How was work?” Lex strolls into the kitchen and wraps his arms around me.
“Busy,” I tell him. “I’m dead on my feet. I think we might have to cut back a little on the hours or hire more help.” Or maybe even both. Jazzy, Skylar, and I are all coming to the end of our ropes.
“Why don’t you go take a hot bath while I warm up our dinner?” Lex offers, and my heart melts.