Jonny's Redemption (Gemini Group Book 7) by Riley Edwards (audio ebook reader TXT) 📕

lips when she made the cutest disgruntled sound.

“Food,” he muttered.

“Suddenly I’m no longer hungry,” she returned.

He gave her backside a squeeze and lifted his head.

“I’ll go get the food. You stay here and relax. But do not take a shower until I get back.”

A few years ago, Jonny had remodeled the kitchen and bathrooms. All three rooms had turned out great. But his master bathroom was fantastic, especially his large walk-in shower complete with nine showerheads.

“I’ve spent a lot of time in that shower fisting my cock, thinking about all the things I’d like to do to you in there. So do me a favor, yeah? Wait for me.”

Bobby’s lips curved up into the sexiest fucking smirk and her eyes danced with mischief.

“I really want to hear more about you stroking your cock.” Her hand slid down his stomach, not stopping until she was rubbing his erection over his jeans. “Will you tell me about it?”

“Fuck, yeah.”

“Then I’ll wait.”

“You should stop touching me and step back before you don’t get to eat dinner tonight.”

“Why, Jonny, are you threatenin’ to fuck me in lieu of food?”

Goddamn, when she switched to the sexy, Southern drawl it drove Jonny out of his mind.

“I don’t know, baby, keep stroking my cock and you’ll find out.”

Her hand dropped and she stepped back.

He really was a dumb fuck. He was almost positive he had a frozen pizza stashed in his freezer. He should’ve taken her to the shower and forgot about the food she’d ordered.

“Be back,” he grumbled.

“I’ll be waiting,” she singsonged and smiled.

Yeah, she would. She’d be waiting for Jonny when he got home. That thought was the only reason he forced his feet to move in the direction of his truck.

“No more,” Bobby whined.

“Tilt your ass higher,” he demanded and watched his cock disappear into her pussy. “Fucking hell, I love your ass.”

Jonny tightened his grip on her hips, unable to tear his gaze away from how her ass jiggled as he thrust into her. Hot water pounded on his back. All nine showerheads were on, drowning out the sounds of her pleasure. But Jonny didn’t need to hear her moans to know she was close. He could feel it by the way her pussy tightened, the way she wiggled her ass and pushed back to get more of his cock.

“Oh, God,” Bobby panted and started to straighten.

“Hands on the wall.”

“It’s too much.”

Jonny leaned forward, pinned his chest to her back, bent his knees, and drove his cock deeper. His hands skimmed over her soft skin, up her ribs, glided around the swell of her perfect tits, careful not to obstruct the spray of the nozzle pulsing water on her nipples.

“Never too much,” he groaned. “You need my thumb on your clit?”

“No, just you.”

Just you.

Fuck, but he liked that. Loved that she could come with just his cock. Which she needed to do because he was close.

“You’re perfect. Every part of you, Bobby. From your cute little toes to your pretty hair. From your tight pussy to your unbelievably great tits. But the best part of you, the part I love the most, is the way you love me.”

“Jonny.” He dropped his mouth to her neck and he bit down then quickly licked the sting away. “I’m gonna come.”

“Kiss me.”

Bobby lifted her head and turned to offer him her mouth. Jonny didn’t dither, he was too close for finesse. His tongue surged in, his hips rocked hard, his cock drove deep, and he claimed what was his. Heart, body, and soul he owned all three the same way Bobby owned him.

Pleasure. It surrounded him and all of his concentration narrowed into a singular focus. Just him and Bobby and all the ecstasy they could find. Her body seized, her pussy clamped down, and his world was reduced further. With one last thrust, he planted his cock and spilled into her. His orgasm was so powerful he shuddered through it. When the last jet pulsed, Jonny began to slowly slide in and out, not wanting to lose the connection until he absolutely had to.

“I freaking love your shower,” Bobby muttered, and Jonny busted out laughing.

The unfortunate side effect of that was his cock slipped from her tight, wet heat. Jonny turned her so they were facing each other and pulled her close.

“Who knew an innocent-looking showerhead could be used as nipple torture,” she went on.

“Didn’t seem like torture to me,” he returned with a smile.

“You’d say that because it wasn’t your nipples getting pummeled.”

Jonny’s gaze dropped to her nipples and sure enough, they were a deep shade of rosy red and still pebbled. The sight made his cock come back to life.

“We better get you into bed then, so I can kiss them better.”

“I have to blow dry my hair first or it will be a rat’s nest by morning.”

That was not going to happen. His girl had a lot of hair; she took an age to dry it.

“Your hair’s gonna be a rat’s nest then.”

“I’m not waking up next to you lookin’ a fright.”

Damn, she was cute, but she still wasn’t blowing out her hair.

“Let me rephrase.” Jonny pulled her closer and pushed his hard cock against her belly. “I’m gonna take you to bed, eat your pussy until you come in my mouth. You’ll be squirming around and your hair’s gonna get tangled. Then you’re gonna suck my cock and while you’re doing that my hands will be in your hair. After that, you’re gonna ride me so I can have your tits in my mouth. And again, my hands will be fisting your hair because you love it when I pull it while you fuck me. In other words, your hair’s gonna be a hot, sweaty mess by the time I’m done with you.”

Bobby sagged against him, her pretty eyes hooded. Hunger and need clear even though she’d climaxed moments before.

“I’ll wait until morning to do my hair.”

“Good choice,” he told her even though she hadn’t really had one.

Then Jonny