Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 71911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
“You’re right. I need to go. I need to fucking run out of here,” I said softly in her ear, then ran the tip of my nose along her shoulder. “Being here is a terrible idea. I just wanted you to get the furniture. That’s it. I came in here to make you see that,” I said, lifting my head and looking into her eyes. “But you opened the door, dressed like this. All sweaty and with no fucking bra.” I ran a finger along the neckline of her dress. “Now, all I can think about is ripping the clothes off your body and taking you hard up against this wall. Until you scream my name and shatter against me. And we both know that’s a bad idea.”
Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, causing her heavy breasts to bounce slightly. I wanted my hands on them. Her fat nipple in my mouth. God, had I ever wanted to fuck a woman so bad in my life?
“Dean.” She whispered my name, and my cock throbbed in my jeans.
The breathy sound of her voice made me slightly crazy. I could picture it. Her naked and my cock buried inside her. I wanted it and—
Then, the sound of a ringing phone broke the silence. She tensed under me and then pushed me back, hurrying to the cell phone that was lying on the offensive chair I wanted gone.
“Cam,” she answered, sounding happy and nervous.
That was the bucket of cold water I needed. I didn’t listen to her say anything more. I walked to the door, opened it, walked out, and slammed it behind me. Kiro was right. She was a hot piece of ass and nothing more. I could replace her with any other hot piece of ass. I’d never let one mean anything to me before. Why start now? I was fifty-three and set in my ways.
When I walked back into my penthouse, Maegan stepped out of the kitchen, wearing an apron. I hadn’t known I even had a fucking apron.
“I made you lunch. In case you’re hungry,” she said.
“I need to fuck. I don’t want strings or drama. I just need to come,” I replied.
She smiled then. A seductive one. “Where do you want to fuck?”
I stalked past her and grabbed her hand, taking her back into the kitchen.
“Take off your panties,” I ordered.
“I’m not wearing any,” she replied.
I turned her around, looked at her, then down at the short skirt she was wearing. She’d wanted this. To be available. Maybe she had planned on bending over at some point to give me a view. Whatever the reason, I appreciated it in this moment.
“Put your hands on the island,” I ordered.
She did so, sticking out her ass without direction. She knew the score and how to fuck.
I walked up behind her and ran my hands up her bare thighs before jerking the small amount of fabric covering her ass up to her waist. Then, I slapped it hard. As hard as I wanted to slap Brielle’s juicy, tanned ass.
Maegan moaned and wiggled it at me. I slapped the other side, then went back and forth until both cheeks were red and she was panting and groaning.
I reached into the drawer of the island and took out a condom. Maegan didn’t seem surprised I had condoms in here. It was the main reason I had brought her in here. I unzipped my jeans and shoved them down to my knees, then slipped the condom down over my hard shaft. Grabbing her waist, I pulled her back and onto my dick in one hard thrust.
She cried out my name. I knew she was loud during sex. I’d heard her and Kiro going at it more than once. One night, I had even sat back and watched them on the rug in front of the fireplace. She smiled naughtily at me then, as if wanting me to join in. I considered going over and sticking my cock in her mouth, but I didn’t. I’d wanted boundaries.
Today, I didn’t care. I just needed release. I was going to get it too. Right here in this available, willing pussy.
“Harder, Dean! Fuck me harder!” she cried out.
I didn’t want to hear her talk. I just wanted her body.
Reaching around, I covered her mouth, then continued to pound inside of her. Closing my eyes and thinking of dark brown hair and bright blue eyes, looking back at me over her shoulder as I fucked her. Big, heavy tits swaying and bouncing as our bodies collided.
I moved my hand from Maegan’s mouth as she screamed out my name and twitched beneath me in orgasm. Then, I came, but the relief I had hoped for didn’t come too. Just guilt and disgust with myself.
eight
brielle
There was no new furniture or more talk of new furniture. Nothing had shown up, except for the mattress, and I had stopped expecting it.