Wounded Pride

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rather proudly, without a note of embarrassment in her voice. “I want you to come. You’ve waited too long for this. Let me give this to you.”
    She turns it up another notch and presses further, angling up just a touch. “Oh, sweet Jesus.” My eyes are rolling back into my fucking head. I almost forgot what this feels like. I lay back and let her go to work, relishing in the feelings and satisfaction that she is giving me.
    I realize there’s no way in hell I can miss this. I prop myself up on my elbows and watch her work my shaft, stroking up and down, again and again. Her hand working my shaft while her mouth surrounds then engulfs the head. There is nothing sexier than watching your girl suck your dick. Hands down. End of story.
    “God, I fucking love you.” Fuck!
    She stops dead in her tracks. “I love you, too.”
    “Don’t stop,” I practically yell. Why the fuck did I have to say that right in the middle of her making one of my dreams come true. Yes, being able to come again has become one of my dreams.
    It’s like she doubles her efforts. I can tell how much she loves me when she looks at me. The way she always flirts with me. The way she talks to me. She puts her heart and soul into everything she does and right now is a prime example.
    “You’re close. I can tell you’re getting ready to come. Are you ready?” She’s panting. It’s like she’s enjoying this as much as I am, and if that isn’t a fucking turn-on.
    “Ah, God, yes I’m ready. Fuck!” I don’t know what the hell she does, but she does something and hits that one spot that’s the holy grail of spots and I swear to God I go blind for a brief second. Never in my life have I ever come so fucking hard. Jesus Christ. My hands have cramped up from gripping the bed so hard. My jaw hurts from clenching my teeth together.
    Jets of cum shoot out and land on my chest, the bed, and everywhere else it decides. Kinlee lets out a sigh of pure satisfaction and when I’m finally able to get my eyes to come into focus and look at her, I’m reminded of all the reasons I fell in love with her in the first place. Not only has she once again become my rock, the air I breathe, the reason I smile in the mornings, but despite my current situation, she also rocks my fucking world.
     

 
    Chapter Fifteen
     
     
    He said it again . Maybe it was the fact that I had his dick in my mouth or the fact that he actually got an erection, but he said it. I can tell by the way he looks at me that he really does love me. Now, if I could just get him to say it again.
    I roll over slowly, careful not to wake him and begin to stretch. One by one, my muscles come to life. Every second of last night runs through my head. The way he touched me. The way I touched him. The way he exploded all over the place and the complete look of satisfaction when he finally came down from his high.
    Pierce starts to stir beside me, his hand sliding up my thigh. “Mmmm. Morning, honey.” His hand is still working its way up, gliding over my hip then slowly starts to descend further.
    I grab his hand. “Hold on, buddy. I’m gonna go jump in the shower.” Releasing his hand, I roll over and take off to the bathroom, quickly turning on the shower and jumping in. I just need to freshen up a bit and then I’d be happy to jump right back into bed with him.
    “Don’t take too long,” he shouts from the bed.
    I laugh in return, butterflies in my stomach. I feel so light and free this morning. Ah, the wonders of being in love. The hot water feels amazing, waking up my skin as it washes over me. Quickly washing and rinsing, I turn off the water and step out, reach for the towel and find it…missing.
    “Looking for this?” I look up and see Pierce sitting there in his chair bare ass naked. His head is cocked to the side with a smug look on his face.
    “Give me that.” I’m standing here, dripping wet. I grab for the towel, and he snatches it back out of reach.
    A laugh erupts from

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