The Switch by Debra Kayn (shoe dog free ebook .TXT) 📕

home the leather vest, jeans, and boots were gone. When he'd stepped out of the shower earlier, he'd donned a pair of gray sweatpants and went in search of the boys for her.

"They're still sleeping." He approached her back and wrapped his arms around her, cupping her breasts through the nightshirt she'd thrown on after her shower while she dealt with her hair and makeup.

She put the wand back in the tube before she straightened, letting his body heat warm her. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, she found herself wanting to pinch herself.

Every day, she learned something new about Trip. Most often, surprising her.

Last night, having him in bed with her exceeded any idea of what real sex with him would be like.

As she looked at him in the mirror, all the thrilling excitement hit her again as his cock hardened against her lower back. She couldn't get enough of him, and her body greedily soaked up all the attention.

"I'm shocked that they didn't wake up in the middle of the night and come inside to get warm," she said.

"The sleeping bags kept them warm."

"They'll probably wake up ready to eat breakfast."

Trip plucked her hardened nipples through the material. She turned in his embrace and wound her arms around his neck. He spanned his hands around her waist and lifted her off the floor before setting her down on the counter.

Sliding his hands between her thighs, he widened her legs. "Me, too."

He dipped his head, parting her pussy with his fingers. She grabbed the edge of the counter and leaned back. Her toes curled with the first swipe of his tongue.

For a man who claimed to be forty-nine years old, Trip had a high sex drive. There wasn't a moment when he wasn't touching her or looking at her with that determined sexy gaze she could read clearly.

He caught her clit between his lips, sucking gently as he slipped a finger inside of her. She exhaled a shuddering breath. His talents in the bedroom or the bathroom exceeded all her wishes.

He tongued the small nub, round and round. She caught her lower lip between her teeth, fighting the natural urge to moan loudly.

Her thighs quivered as he stripped her raw, bringing out her arousal, already vulnerable and overly sensitive from all the attention in the last eight hours.

Breathing hard, she managed to let go of the counter with one hand and stroke his head. "Oh, my God," burst from her lips.

He nuzzled between her legs, and when she was about to come, he raised his head and pulled the waist of his sweats past his hips.  Tottering on the counter, she stared as he grabbed a condom out of the drawer underneath her and rolled it on his hardened length.

He raised his gaze, slamming into her with a heat that left her wanting.

Lifted off the counter, she wrapped her legs around him and hung on to his neck. He slid into her pussy. All strength left her, and if it wasn't for his hands on her ass, holding her up, she would've slithered down all six foot four inches of him to the floor.

Her weight pushed her down, taking every inch of him. He stretched and filled her. Her head fell forward, and she bit into the tender spot between his shoulder and neck.

He moved her like a puppet. Wrapped up in pleasure, she could only hold on.

Her orgasm wound tighter and tighter. She panted, anticipating the peak. Needing the peak.

"Bonnie?" His body tensed. "Give it to me."

Torn apart and incapable of helping, she opened her mouth, and the pleasure she sought rode through her on a moan.

His fingers dug into the meaty flesh of her ass. He groaned, pumping in her to the last moment when he pulled her tightly down on his cock and held her still.

Her arms curled around him. She stroked his head, closing her eyes. He turned and leaned against the counter, holding her against his upper body.

Jealous that his even breathing was overshadowed by her huge gasps of breath, she exhaled loudly. The only sign that he'd come was from the rapid beat of his heart against her breasts.

"I'm out of shape," she mumbled against his ear.

"Bullshit," he whispered. "You're perfect."

He arched his back, kissed her lips, and lifted her off him. Holding on to him with one hand until her legs steadied and she got her balance, she tugged her nightshirt down.

"You're incredible." Her voice came out soft and raspy, having orgasmed more in the last eight hours than she thought imaginable. "And talented."

He grunted. The corner of his mouth lifted.

"I need to get dressed and wake up the boys." She raised on her toes and kissed him again. "Before the chaos starts, I want to thank you for having us over."

"You can come over anytime." He took off the condom and washed with a washcloth. "There's protein shakes and food in the kitchen."

"Cereal?"

"Yeah."

"Milk?"

He nodded. She smiled and went to get dressed. Her family was simple in their needs. But she was picky when it came to men and letting them into her life.

Trip seemed to have every quality she had no idea she needed. Being with him made her happy. And she was finding out that he was much more than a biker.

He was smart and dedicated.

Flutters filled her stomach. He had his hand in building a community. A community that was surprising her at every turn.

She hadn't even had time to process everything that'd happened to her since moving to Avery Falls, but she welcomed the changes to her life.

Trip walked out of the bathroom, looked her up and down. She smiled at the slight twitch of his brows. Not someone who needed a man's approval, she was surprised to know how good it felt when he appreciated how she looked.

He waited at the door. She approached him and put her arm around his back, walking with him to the great room. Leaving his side, she slid open the