Wild Lust (BBW Paranormal Shifter Romance Bundle) by Mindy Kay Read Free Book Online Page B

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    The doorbell rang and everyone was quiet for a moment. David glared at his mother for a second and then rose from his seat, going to the front door.
    “You don’t have to let him in.”
    “Well what the fuck am I gonna say now? Besides, it’s fine. Sam and him talk about gardening now and then, so we already sort of know each other.”
    My fiancée went to the door and their eyes fell on me. I stood up and approached my fiancée.
    “Hey,” I whispered, “I’m not feeling great. I’m gonna go upstairs.”
    “Are you alright?”
    “I’m fine. I just don’t want to hang out down here with your parents and the neighbour and a bottle of vodka.”
    He looked at me for a moment, and then said, “well shit, I was gonna say the same thing to you in a minute. All right, hide upstairs. I’ll try to make sure things wrap up fairly quick.”
    “Thanks,” I said, before kissing him on the lips. I hurried upstairs and actually did hide, though not for the reasons I’d just said.

I sat on my bed in my room waiting for my fiancée to arrive, listening to the laughter and muffled voices coming from downstairs, just waiting for them to finish the vodka and go home and end this awkwardness. I hoped desperately that my Gardener wouldn’t say something stupid and ruin everything. Not that there was even anything to ruin, was there? We’d never even done anything.
    But if that was true at all, then why did I already feel so guilty.
    I was thrilled when I heard the laughter die down into silence, and felt even better when I heard footsteps approaching the door. I was in my nightgown, and I sat up in bed to greet my fiancée.
    But it wasn’t him who opened the door.
    My neighbour opened the door and shut it behind him again, looking at me sitting up in the bed.
    “Hello there.”
    “What are you doing?” I asked, growing terrified, “what if someone comes up here?”
    “I brought some drinks of my own,” he said, “they’re out cold. It’s fine.”
    “We can’t do this.”
    He took off his clothes and approached me on the bed. He reached between my legs and felt my crotch and I let him.
    “Then why are you so wet?” he asked.
    He plunged his tongue into my mouth and tasted me roughly with his fingers still in my crotch, tearing at my panties to get at my pussy. I helped him get them off and then positioned myself on my back for him. He had his cock out in a moment, and he put it inside without a moment’s hesitation. Feeling him get inside, after all this time spent waiting, was like a drink of cold water on a hot day, I hadn’t realized how thirsty I had been until I felt him pushing his way in and out of me, and I could tell from the veracity of his thrusting that he had needed this as well, he bit my lip and clutched at my ass as he fucked me, and I didn’t do a thing to stop it. I welcomed it.
    At some point he pulled out completely and went at my pussy with his tongue. He worked on me like this, at first as if all he wanted to do was taste me there, until it became apparent that he was building me up to a certain sweet climax. I felt myself growing wetter until the moment I squirted in his mouth, and he didn’t slow down even then.
    There did come a point, however, when his throbbing cock could wait no longer, and he had to finish the job. He pressed himself back inside, thrusting and thrusting faster and faster, until it was his turn to explode. His cock erupted like a volcano of cum inside me, his fluid mixing with mine, filling me up and spilling out of me, making a mess of the sheets around our thighs.
    His lips came down over mine and we made out despite our exhaustion, tasting and licking each other, pausing now and then to catch our breaths.
    He looked into my eyes, and I looked into his.
    “You’re going to have to leave,” I said.
    “I will,” he replied, “but not right now. Not tonight. Tonight I’m yours.”
    “Good,” I said.
    We spent the rest of the night making love.
    And it