Husky & Hot E-Book

Mary E. Thompson

• Herausgeber: BluEyed Press
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2021

Beschreibung

First impressions were never my strong suit. Between my curves and my mouth, I had a tendency to turn people off. But him? Oh, he was definitely not turned off. 

It was supposed to be an anonymous fling with a stranger. Yeah, I knew sneaking away with him at a party a friend was throwing was risky, but he was impossible to resist. Too bad he was also my new boss. 

Working side-by-side with Drew was definitely not a harship. We clicked, and the close quarters and long hours made resisting him impossible. We thought we were being sneaky, until his mother caught us getting a little too close. 

She wanted him with his ex, and I didn’t measure up. I didn’t care. Not really. Not until his perfect ex walked in, and he forgot I existed. 

Leseprobe

HUSKY & HOT

A SMALL TOWN CURVY GIRL ROMANCE

BIG & BEAUTIFUL

BOOK SEVEN

MARY E. THOMPSON

Husky & Hot

Big & Beautiful series, book seven

Copyright © 2016 Mary E. Thompson

Cover Copyright © 2019 Mary E Thompson

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This is a work of fiction. All characters, businesses, locations, and events are either products of the author’s creative imagination or are used in a fictitious sense. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Ebook ISBN: 978-1-944090-06-7

Print ISBN: 978-1-944090-14-2

Audiobook ISBN: 978-1-953879-93-6

BIG & BEAUTIFUL

Life is too short to be miserable, or to not go after all the things you want. Eat the cupcake, go for a run, or read a book. Hey, this is a good one! Life is better with curves. Enjoy!

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Fat & Fine

Plump & Pretty

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Puffy & Precious

Round & Ravishing

Curvaceous & Captivating

Stocky & Sumptuous

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Epilogue

About the Author

For my friend, Lindsay, who’s always been there when I needed a friend.

CHAPTER1

A party was just what I needed to get out of my funk. I walked through the doors to the brand new XD Home Restoration building, shaking off my long week, and even longer month, ready to be thrilled for my friend.

I smoothed a hand over my flirty green skirt and took a deep breath. My black tank top with the lacy back was just right for the heat of June in Winterville, New York, especially when there were tons of people in one space. I fluffed my wavy brown hair and rolled each of my ankles in the black heeled sandals I’d worn. The party was a launch party, which meant it was not a jeans and t-shirt type of thing like I craved after a long week. Still, I felt good and knew I looked good, and dressing up always helped shake a bad mood.

I didn’t know what to expect from a home restoration company, but the office far surpassed my wildest fantasies as a lover of old spaces made new again. From the outside I admired the worn brick and oversized windows that stretched from what appeared to be fifteen foot ceilings almost to the ground. Inside was just as stunning, perfectly showcasing what Xander and his new partner, Drew, were capable of.

I’d been to Xander and Mandy’s house a few times and knew he’d restored it, but just looking around at the concrete floors that gleamed under the fresh stain, the exposed brick walls with patches of cracked plaster, and sloped ceilings with worn beams offsetting the soft gray color, I knew Xander and Drew had designed their new offices as a showplace of what they were capable of.

Bright chandeliers illuminated the entire open space, allowing me to see from the entrance, where I stood gaping, to the other side of the grand room. Charcoal couches and matching chairs were set up on one end, facing the rich wood windows to showcase the view of Winter Ridge. A desk was closer to the door, most likely for a receptionist. Lucky person. For the party there were other tables scattered around with finger foods and drinks.

I wondered what the place would look like without so many people there.

“Hey Carrie,” a voice said from behind me. I turned and saw Mandy Carlson, Xander’s wife, approaching me.

I pulled Mandy in for a hug. We’d only known each other about a year, but I really liked Mandy. She was funny and sassy, and she had everything I’d ever wanted - a husband and a baby on the way.

“Hey Mandy. This looks like a great party. How’s Xander doing?”

Mandy sipped her drink and nodded. “He’s so thrilled. He and Drew were worried this wouldn’t go well, but they have a better turnout than any of us expected.”

“That’s great news. I know you’re proud of him.”

“I am. He’s been wanting to do this for so long. He was anxious to take the leap, but once they signed the papers for the building they couldn’t turn back. Even with the little surprise we got.”

Mandy patted her tummy. She was a bit overweight, like I was, but she was only starting to show. At three months pregnant she was thrilled to finally be out of her first trimester, at least that’s what she kept telling us.

“How is the pregnancy going?”

Mandy sighed, a grin pulling her lips up. “I’m doing good. Everything’s been so busy getting XD going, but I’m doing well.”

“Are you going to keep working?”

“Definitely. I know I’m going to love being a mom, but I really want to keep working. With Xander starting this place up I’m hoping his schedule will get a bit easier, but who knows. If things keep going this way I might not ever get a break. Oh, I need to introduce you to Drew. I can’t believe you two haven’t met yet. Don’t leave until I find him, okay?”

I nodded as Mandy headed toward the back of the room. She’d been telling me for weeks she wanted to introduce us. At first I thought she was going to try to fix us up, but there was no reason for Mandy to wait until the party for that. She insisted she just wanted us to meet since I was the only one of our group of friends who didn’t know Drew.

Left alone again, I wandered through the crowd. I smiled at a few people as I walked past, but I didn’t know any of them. The rest of our group of friends were somewhere, but I wasn’t in a hurry to talk to them. I needed a few minutes to decompress from my week.

And prepare myself for the happiness that would surround me when I met up with the others.

I loved them all, but I struggled feeling like I really fit in at times. Charlie, who owned Bite Me!, was the only other single one in our group of eight women. Well, if you considered not married single. Charlie had been seeing someone lately, but she insisted they weren’t really serious. Still, it was more than I had.

Wandering around I ended up near one of the walls and found old style photographs. I realized, when I recognized Xander and Mandy’s house, that they were pictures of projects Xander and his friend, Drew, had done together. They’d been restoring homes together for years. They went to college together, then worked for the same construction company for a while. On the side they would remodel older homes and dream about being the ones to call the shots.

They finally were getting that chance.

It was exciting for them. I had no fantasies about ever owning my own business, but I thought it was pretty cool that so many of my new friends did. If I ever wanted to branch out, I knew I’d have a lot of people who could point me in the right direction. Too bad my dreams came with no income but all the reward in the world.

I shook my thoughts aside when I noticed Sam and Brady waving at me. I headed over and hugged them both. “Glad you could make it,” Sam teased. I was late for everything except work. Well, most of the time.

“Yeah, yeah. I’ve been wandering around for a few minutes. Plus, work sucked and I almost didn’t come at all. Are the drinks good?”

“Mmm hmm.”

“You sit here, I’ll get you a drink. What do you want?” Brady asked, getting up from a way too comfy looking couch.

“Whatever. No dark liquors, something fruity.”

“Great,” Brady said wryly, “I’ll tell the bartender I want something fruity.”

“As long as he doesn’t offer up himself I think you’ll be okay, babe,” Sam teased.

Brady shook his head at her before turning toward the bar at the back of the room.

“Is everything okay with you?” Sam asked once Brady was out of earshot.

I wrinkled my nose and shrugged. “I guess. I’m just in a funk. It sucks being single and I hate my job.”

Sam nodded, sipping her blue drink. “I remember the single part, but I can’t relate on the job front. Have you thought about getting another job?”

“All the time. Honestly, I feel like I don’t know what I want to do. It sounds so juvenile, but I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up.”

Sam laughed, like I knew she would, but I was completely serious. I’d always imagined I’d be a stay at home mom by the time I was 27, but I wanted my career to matter until I had kids. Working for Beth the Bitch was not doing anyone any good, especially me.

“I think a lot of people struggle with that,” Sam said. “What’s your degree in?”

I snorted. My college degree was the biggest waste of time and money of my entire life. “I wanted to teach home ec when I went to college. Once I realized that they never hired anyone straight out of college for those jobs I changed my major to business. Is it bad to say I always imagined I’d be a wife and mom and thought business would be a good way to meet the man who’d make that possible?”

“It’s good there are people like you out in the world. If I ever get pregnant I’m pretty sure Brady and I will have a complete meltdown. We’re nowhere close to ready to be parents.”

I hated that Sam felt that way. I’d gotten to know her and Brady over the last year and knew they’d make amazing parents. Any kid would be lucky to have them, but besides that, I was a bit jealous kids could be an option for them and they weren’t interested. I knew it was better they didn’t have kids if they weren’t ready, but I wanted kids so bad that I struggled to accept that others didn’t feel the same way.

Pushing aside my jealousy and irrational annoyance, I changed the subject. “This is a pretty great place Xander has here. Did he redo this space himself?”

Sam was closer to Mandy than I was since they went to college together and had stayed close. I knew she’d know what was going on.

“Yeah, he and Drew did. This place was a wreck when they bought it, but they’ve worked hard to make it so amazing. Mandy gave us a tour earlier. I’m sure she’ll be happy to show you around, too.”

I nodded, excited for the chance to wander such a beautiful place. I’d always loved old buildings. If I could afford it I would have bought a small fixer upper and redone the whole thing. Instead, I was living in an apartment that needed to be fixed up, but I couldn’t do anything about it.

Brady returned with two glasses and handed one to Sam and one to me. He pulled a bottle of water out of his pocket and twisted the cap off before taking a long swig, draining nearly half the bottle. Brady was big and muscled, but never had any effect on me. As the owner of a gym he stayed in great shape, but he wasn’t one of those cocky assholes you sometimes found at a gym. He won the respect of all of us when he kicked out a bunch of guys who told Sam she was too fat to be there.

He became her knight in shining armor that day, and pretty much stayed that way.

Charlie came over and asked if I could help her. Bite Me!, Charlie’s cupcake and muffin shop in downtown Winterville, where we lived, was one of my favorite places in the world. Her cupcakes were like a dream come true, but they certainly didn’t help the extra weight I carried around. Not that I cared. I was pretty comfortable with who I was and how I looked. And if someone didn’t like it, they could kiss my oversized ass.

Charlie led me to the dessert table and I immediately recognized her handiwork. “Why didn’t you ask for my help?” I accused her. Whenever Charlie had a lot of extra work she asked me to come in for a few hours and help her out. I wondered why she didn’t ask that time.

Charlie wrinkled her nose. “You looked so tired at girls’ night Tuesday and I just couldn’t put this on you too. I agreed to do this for Xander so I wasn’t going to make your life more miserable because of it.”

“Oh, Charles, you know I love this stuff. Hell, it probably would have made my week better.”

Charlie shrugged. “I just didn’t want to burden you. You still look exhausted. Is everything okay?”

I let my tongue hang out of my mouth like a dog in the hot summer sun. “Work sucks. Beth the Bitch was particularly bitchy this week, sending me on stupid errands and not even giving me important work, not that it’s ever important. She had some high profile clients in so I was getting coffee and bagels every morning, running for copies, and stayed late every night so I could type up the notes she took in the meetings. I didn’t get much sleep.”

Beth the Bitch, as I called her, was the CEO and founder of the marketing firm I’d been working at for years. She worked with major companies that wanted to get into markets like Buffalo, smaller markets that held people devoted to their favorites. It was hard in an area like Buffalo, and Winterville, to break in. Once people had their minds made up, it wasn’t changing. Beth worked to change minds and bring new products and people into the spotlight in Buffalo.

That week she had the owners of a new clothing company in. Beth never let me into her meetings, except to deliver food, but I typed her notes so I knew the company was new and stood for good quality staple pieces. Honestly though, it didn’t matter what they did, Beth would make sure they were successful.

It was the only thing I admired about my boss. She knew what she was doing and she was good at it. Scary good. People came to her first and she decided if she was willing to work with them. She had a list of interested clients longer than my arm and when she felt like taking on a new one she started interviewing them until she found one she liked.

She was pretty badass.

Of course I’d rather have a boss like Charlie, who was equally badass in my opinion, but wasn’t also a bitch.

“That’s exactly why I didn’t call you,” Charlie said. “If you were working breakfast through dinner you didn’t need to help me out, too. I handled it. What I do need now, though, is help with the display. I don’t do this often, and I need your eye to make sure it’s okay.”

I stepped back from the table, eager to help Charlie. Xander had clearly built a display for the cupcakes. It looked like a doll house, one I wondered if he intended to give their baby if it was a girl. It was constructed of solid wood and designed to be updated and modern. It was unlike any other replica house I’d ever seen, just like everything else Xander did.

Looking at the table I could see exactly what Charlie was talking about. Something was… off. Aside from the house for cupcakes there were a few platters plus plates and napkins for when someone picked a dessert. Charlie had added a few cheesecake bites and some chocolate chip cookies for extra variety.

“Help me move this,” I said to Charlie. We grabbed the house and shifted it toward the edge of the table instead of being centered. I searched for something else we could add to the table and found a framed shot of the building we were in sitting on a table a few feet away. I snatched the photo and set it to the side of the cupcake house. A tall vase filled with crushed construction materials went behind that. In front I spread out some pamphlets for the company and Charlie’s business cards.

The platters looked small and depressing with the big cupcakes house towering over them so I elevated those with bricks I found around the room. A few cupcakes went straight onto the table and plates and napkins hovered at the edge.

Charlie and I stepped back again.

“Wow. I don’t know how you do that, but it’s perfect now. Thanks,” Charlie gushed before she hugged me. I adored Charlie. Working with her during our friends’ weddings had been amazing. She and I got along well and liked to trade recipes. While her grandmother had been the baker in her family, in mine it had been my dad. Before he died he taught me to love baking.

I hadn’t had anyone to share my love of baking with until I met Charlie.

“It’s a gift,” I told Charlie. Apparently I had good vision when it came to laying things out. Of course my job as personal assistant had given me plenty of practice since Beth insisted on everything looking perfect, even the food.

“You’re a life saver. I’ve got to find Mandy, but thanks for your help. Your margarita ones are in the middle of the house,” Charlie said as she walked away. She always made our favorite cupcakes. That was just Charlie though, thinking about everyone else.

And just one more thing that showed my own childishness. I’d been in a shitty mood all night because I wasn’t happy with my life and I was focused on me. Charlie was worried about Mandy, about making things perfect for her, and even had time to ask me if I was okay. She took on the burden of the extra work this week because she didn’t want to bother me.

Yep, I was self-absorbed and selfish.

With the latest revelation about what a horrible person I was, I found a corner to sulk in. I didn’t want to be around anyone for a little while so I hid and watched people. Charlie bustled around, as much a hostess as Mandy. Mandy stuck to Xander’s side, smiling and greeting people.

Mandy worked as a Customer Service Manager for Western New York Health, a local insurance company. She always said she liked people but didn’t like being the center of attention. Watching her work the room I wondered why because she was very good at it. Men watched her and laughed at her jokes during every conversation. The pride and love Xander felt for his wife was clear on his face.

Damn, there went that jealousy again.

I needed a break.

CHAPTER2

In the bathroom I splashed water on my face and glared at my reflection.

“You’ve been working with Beth too long,” I lectured myself. “You’re turning into just as much of a bitch as she is. Arg, I need a new job. No more feeling sorry for myself if I’m not going to do anything to change.”

I washed my hands and dabbed a cold, damp paper towel on my neck. With a final glare at the woman in the mirror, I touched up my lipstick and pushed out of it bathroom.

I returned to the party and found myself another drink. My brain started spinning, trying to figure out where in the world I could find another job and if leaving Winterville was worth it. Riley faced the same question a few months ago when Connor got a job in Chicago. She was ready to move to be with him, but thankfully didn’t have to. She deserved to be happy. Riles was a bookworm to the nth degree and found a man who loved her for it. Connor was sweet and kind and adored my friend.

As I was contemplating my next move I noticed Riley kiss Connor and turn toward me. I knew what was coming.

“Why are you over here by yourself?” she asked me in a chiding voice. Riley knew exactly what I was up to and wasn’t willing to let me feel sorry for myself.

“I’m just not in a party mood. It was a long week.”

“When are you going to find another job? I hate you working there. Beth is going to work you to death.”

Riley was forever telling me I was getting old before my time. She was right, which made me sad. I was tired all the time, crabby most of the time, and had my phone attached to me just in case Beth needed something. I was at her beck and call and despised every second of it.

“I was actually just thinking about that. I’ve looked in Winterville and haven’t found anything so I’m wondering if I need to leave. I also don’t know what I’d want to do. Nothing appeals to me.”

“Okay, first of all… I don’t want you to leave. If you end up having to I’ll be really disappointed, but I won’t stop you from doing what’s right for you. You know I’d hire you at READ, right?”

“I know, Riles, but I also know you can’t afford to pay me enough to keep my own place. It’s not pretty or perfect, but I don’t think I can go back to having a roommate. Besides, who would I live with?”

“I know, Care. Maybe something will come up. I’d just hate to see you leave. Have you looked at teaching jobs lately?”

I shook my head. “No one is going to hire me with just a business degree. I can’t teach college without something higher, and high school doesn’t have a lot of openings for business teachers. Besides, you know I really wanted to teach home economics or something like that. I won’t ever get one of those positions.”

“Why don’t you look at what’s available and try to get out from under Beth? If there still aren’t any teaching spots look for something else, even if it’s not a perfect fit.”

I nodded, accepting her advice. I needed to do something different. There was no reason for me to stay with Beth. She had given me absolutely nothing that would keep me there. Yeah, she paid me well, but not well enough for the treatment I endured.

If I was ever going to feel like I was doing something worthwhile I had to start pulling my life together. It might as well be with a job that didn’t make me feel worse about everything.

“Have you met Drew yet?”

I shook my head. “Mandy said she was going to find him and introduce us.”

“I still can’t believe you don’t remember him. He was Xander’s best man.”

I shrugged. “That was a year ago, and we’d only just met them. The only reason I knew who Xander was at the wedding was he kissed Mandy when the priest told him to.”

Riley laughed. She’d met Drew a few times over the few months while the guys did research for opening XD Home Restoration. Riley was even the one who convinced them to change the name from XD Designs to XD Home Restoration, making sure the name conveyed exactly what they did.

“I think you’ll like Drew. If you stick around Winterville maybe you two will hit it off. He’s pretty cute.”

“I thought he was dating some bitchy woman that Mandy hated.”

Riley shook her head and smiled over my shoulder. “They broke up a few months ago. Hey, I’ll be right back.”

I nearly groaned at the new information, wondering again if Mandy was setting us up. Mandy thought highly of Drew, I knew that, and she was always telling us how great he was. I guess there were worse guys for me to get hooked up with but I still wasn’t so sure I wanted a blind date. Especially at a launch party for the guy’s new company.

If I were Mandy I’d just be drinking as much as possible so I could get through the night instead of setting up my friends. Well, if I wasn’t pregnant. Maybe that’s why I wasn’t married. I was more interested in the refreshments than the people.

Then I saw him across the room. It’s so cliche to say the world stopped, but… no, it didn’t stop. But I did. He was gorgeous. Tall, dark hair, stubbled jaw, tequila colored eyes… yep, I was sunk. His broad shoulders and trim waist were enough to get my attention, but when I saw the tattoos covering his exposed forearm I nearly drooled.

I was a sucker for tattooed men.

His forearm was completely covered with colors. From my distance I couldn’t make out what any of the designs were, but it was hot.

His black dress shirt was rolled up to his elbows and looked amazing with his khakis. I wanted to peel that shirt off and see how many more tattoos he had. It was absolutely ridiculous.

I finally let my eyes travel to his face and saw him watching me. Busted. I smiled and raised my glass to him, not remotely worried about the hot guy catching me checking him out. There was something vaguely familiar about him, but I knew I’d have remembered him. He had to have a doppleganger somewhere. I turned back to the party and tried to look interested in the conversation around me. Damn, where was Riley, or Charlie, or Sam? Shit anyone.

I weaved through the crowd, looking for someone to talk to. Instead I ended up near the edge of the room again. The bar was close so I downed the rest of my drink and headed that way.

“Are you having fun?” a smooth voice asked from directly behind me when I was in line at the bar. He was close enough that I could feel his heat through the thin fabric of my tank top. Without looking I knew it was the hottie from across the room.

“I know a few things that could make it… more fun,” I teased, looking over my shoulder.

I wasn’t a fool. If he came over to hit on me, he liked some of what he saw. I was a size 20, nowhere near skinny, but my skirt accentuated my assets and he was obviously an ass man. I had plenty of ass to spare, but my curves were relatively well balanced for being as big as I was.

Not that I minded my size. I loved being a bit husky. It meant men couldn’t push me around, literally and figuratively, as much. When I stood my ground I was an oak tree, not a toothpick swaying in the breeze.

“Maybe we should find someplace a little quieter so we can explore those options,” he whispered, his breath tickling my cheek.

I let my gaze run down his body, not shy at all about my appraisal of him. Up close his broad shoulders were even broader than they appeared across the room. He was tall, but just about everyone was compared to me. At 5’5”, 5’8” in my heels, I came up to his shoulders. I guessed he was around 6’2”. I loved a man who could make me feel tiny.

My eyes drifted to his forearm where I could see tribal symbols, a compass pointing up, and a beautiful cross. In the center of his forearm was an anchor wrapped in words that I couldn’t quite make out. I wanted to ask but didn’t want to get too personal with him.

I finally met his eyes and offered a barely perceptible shrug that he interpreted as agreement. I didn’t argue as he gently guided me away from the crowd and down a deserted hallway. He directed me into an office and locked the door as he pressed me against it.

His mouth came down over mine as his hands closed over my ass cheeks. Definitely an ass man. He dragged me tight against him, his erection already raging between us. His kiss was insistent, his tongue wasting no time before plunging into my mouth. I fought him for control but gave up when he nipped my lip. Yeah, I liked that, too.

My heart rate climbed with every nip and suck. His lips drifted from mine and trailed down my neck, nibbling my skin until he reached the edge of my shirt. His hands left my ass to slide under my skirt and where he cupped my bare cheeks, teasing the edge of my thong, and groaned.

“Jesus, you’re hot,” he mumbled against my neck.

He spun us around and backed me up to the large dark wood desk that dominated the room. I hoped it wasn’t Xander’s office for about a second, then he kissed me again and I didn’t care. My head spun just from the way he kissed, the feel of his thick tongue inside my mouth. I wondered what else he had that was thick.

Without waiting for him to answer my unasked question I reached down and cupped him through his khakis. His whole body jerked at my touch then thrust into my hand. I stroked him as we kissed. His kisses got sloppy and uncontrolled the longer I palmed him.

Finally he snapped. He broke free from me and lifted me up onto the edge of the desk I’d been leaning against. His hand dove between my legs and ducked under the edge of my thong. I moaned as his fingers brushed over then dove deep inside me. His thumb circled over me and my hips arched toward him.

“Fuck, you’re wet,” he growled before he closed his lips over my throat. His hand worked between my legs and I leaned back, unable to stop myself as my control slipped away. My body started to clench around his hand and he said, “That’s it, baby. Just let go. Let me have it.”

My body obeyed his command. I quivered and moaned as I exploded with a ferocity that I’d never felt before. He stayed with me, one arm holding my body up as the other hand continued massaging me. When I stopped trembling he leaned down and kissed my neck then slowly removed his hand from between my legs.

“That was amazing,” he said, a note of awe in his voice.

“Yeah. But I think I got the better end of the deal,” I teased him. “Do you happen to have a condom?”

“No, I don’t. It’s okay. That’ll hold me.”

I rolled my eyes and palmed him again, making a mental note to start carrying condoms. He leapt away at my touch. “You can’t do that.”

I gave him my best sultry look and turned us so he was the one against the desk then kneeled in front of him. He watched me, not stopping me, as I unbuttoned his khakis then slowly dragged the zipper down. His pants slipped lower on his lean hips and threatened to fall so I nudged them until they were out of the way. I caught a brief glimpse of another tattoo on his leg but didn’t waste time inspecting it. I had more important things to look at.

His black boxer briefs held him securely inside, although he was bursting at the seams. I hooked my fingers around the waistband and slowly pulled them down, his erection springing free quickly.

He was even more beautiful without clothes.

Well, without pants.

I wrapped my hand around the base of him, my fingers not reaching my palm due to his thickness. One stroke of his smooth, firm erection and his fingers threaded through my hair. I didn’t want to waste any more time then he did so I took him into my mouth.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned.

I smiled around him and stroked him, my hand and my mouth working together to drive him mad. His heated skin was soft against my tongue and was getting me turned on all over again. It wasn’t about me though, it was his turn and I was determined to give him as much as he gave me.

He moaned softly and tightened his grip on my long hair. His hand wrapped through the strands as he started talking.

“Just like that. That feels so good. Yes. Fuck. Yes.”