Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
“We should get up,” she breathes, but her voice is shaky, and her hands are already sliding down my back, nails digging into my skin as she pulls me closer. “Or your family is going to find us in bed.”
“Fuck that,” I growl, my hand sliding down to cup her tit. Her nipple is hard against my palm, and I roll it between my fingers, earning a sharp gasp from her. “We have time for this.”
She arches into my touch, her hips grinding against mine, and I see stars. “If you’re sure,” she teases.
“I’m one thousand percent sure,” I mutter, my lips trailing lower, down her chest until I get to her fucking perfect tits. I don’t waste any time, taking one into my mouth and sucking hard. My tongue swirls around the sensitive bud until she’s moaning my name like a prayer.
Her soft hands are everywhere. They tug on my hair before moving down to grip my cock. I groan into her skin, my hips bucking into her hand as she strokes me. “Fuck, Eloise,” I growl, and she doesn’t hesitate, tightening her grip. I fucking see stars.
“You’re so hard,” she whispers, her eyes dark with lust as she looks up at me. “I want you inside me.”
“Fuck,” I growl, sliding a finger through her wetness. She’s soaked, her pussy slick and ready for me, and I can’t wait another fucking second. I line myself up with her entrance, the head of my cock pressing against her tight little hole, and push inside her in one slow, delicious stroke.
She gasps, “More,” her nails digging into my shoulders as I fill her completely, her pussy clenching around me like a fucking vice.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” I groan, my hips rolling against hers as I start to move. She’s tight and wet and perfect, and every thrust has me losing my goddamn mind.
Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me deeper as she meets me thrust for thrust, her moans filling the room. “Harder,” she begs, and fuck if I’m not going to give her exactly what she wants. I slam into her, driving her up the bed as I fuck her with everything I’ve got. The sounds of her cries and skin slapping against skin encourage me to go harder.
Her pussy is gripping me like she never wants to let go, and I can feel the pressure building in my balls as my orgasm threatens to tear me apart. “I’m close,” I growl, sliding my hand between us to rub her clit in tight little circles. She cries out, her back arching off the bed as she comes undone around me, her pussy clamping down on my cock so tight I’m pretty sure I’ll have a bruise.
That’s all it takes to send me over the edge. With a groan, I bury myself deep inside her and let go. My cock pulses as I fill her with every last drop. We barely have the energy to collapse in a sweaty, tangled heap, both of us breathing hard and completely spent.
A knock at the front door has us jumping out of bed and rushing around the room. I throw on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt before running out to the living room to occupy my family while Eloise takes a quick shower.
“Sorry,” I mumble as I open the door. “We overslept.”
“Yeah.” Beckett rolls his eyes. “I’m betting you got those scratches on the side of your neck from sleeping.”
Fucking hell. It’s going to be a long day.
Beckett leads the charge with Ian and Dawson hot on his heels, and we load up the four trucks in no time at all.
We pull up at our house, and Dad backs his truck up to the porch. “Everyone, grab a box,” Dad shouts.
Eloise and Sage head over to help, but Mom swoops in and shoos them away. “The boys can do this,” she insists. “We’ll stand in the cool house and tell them where to put things.
“I like the way you think, Mrs. Hot.” Eloise laughs.
“Call me Debra or Mom.” My heart melts watching how well my girl gets on with my family.
While the rest of us lug boxes and furniture, the girls give instructions like drill sergeants on a caffeine rush.
A little while later, I drop a couple of boxes in the living room and walk over to give my girl a kiss. “Are you doing okay?” I nuzzle the side of her neck.
“I’ve never been better.” She gives me a sweet, lingering kiss that makes me forget all about the move.
“Stop lallygagging and get your ass moving,” Beckett growls as he walks by with a load of boxes.
I give Eloise one more quick kiss before heading out to grab more boxes.
It doesn’t take long before we have all the boxes and furniture unloaded at our house. It’s going to take us a while to get it all unpacked, but at least we’re out of the apartment.