Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Time seems to dissolve around us as he hungrily claims my mouth, each kiss more consuming than the last. I press my tongue against his, a dance of desire, while his fingers weave through my hair, pulling me closer with a possessive intensity that sends shivers cascading through me.
He pulls back and lays his forehead against mine. "Wow, you make me forget everything." He smiles softly, and I’m worried he’s about to step away from me.
I reach down and give his hardness a little squeeze through his gray sweatpants. “Don’t stop now.” A shiver runs through his tall, muscular body. Oh, wowza. His cock is big and thick. “I want you.” Hopefully, that’s clear enough for him.
“Are you fucking sure?” He throws his head back and groans.
“Couldn’t be surer.” He lifts me up against his chest and rushes to my bedroom.
He sets me on my feet, and my hands shake with anticipation as I reach up to cup his face. My fingers dig into the rough and masculine stubble on his jaw, and I pull him down to my level. “I want you.” Our lips collide in a messy kiss that’s all teeth, tongue, and desperation. My tongue, tentative at first, slips past his lips, and the moment it touches his, it’s like a freaking spark in a gas station.
He groans, deep and guttural, his hands flying to my waist to steady himself. His obvious enjoyment spurs me on. My tongue tangles with his, exploring every inch of his mouth like I’m claiming it as mine. I’m clumsy but he doesn’t seem to mind. I slide my sleep shorts down my legs and kick them off.
His hands slide down to my ass, squeezing hard enough to make me gasp into his mouth. Electricity flows down my spine as I arch into him, my body pressed so tightly against his that there’s no mistaking the size of his erection. My nipples are hard little peaks against his chest, and I can feel the thick, throbbing length of him pressing into my stomach.
I break the kiss, panting with my lips swollen and glistening. My eyes lock with his, dark and hungry, and I don’t say a word. His hand slips between my legs, where my panties are soaked through. He rips my panties down my legs, and I fumble a little before kicking them away. My eyes roll back when he finds my dripping center.
“Fuck,” he mutters, his voice rough with need. “You’re so fucking wet for me.”
I don’t answer. Well, I can’t since his touch has stolen my ability to speak. All I can do is moan as his fingers start to move, circling my clit with a precision that makes my knees buckle. I’ve never felt anything like this before, and it’s overwhelming in the best possible way. My hips buck against his hand, desperate for more, and he gives it to me, sliding two fingers inside my wet opening. It’s a tight fit, and I bite my lip to keep from crying out as my inner muscles stretch around his huge fingers.
“Goddamn,” he breathes, his forehead resting against mine. “You’re so goddamn tight.”
I whimper, my nails digging into his shoulders as he slowly pumps his fingers in and out of me. It’s too much but I don’t care. I’m so close to the edge of an orgasm. But I’m not ready to let him take control just yet.
With a sudden burst of courage, I push him back onto the bed and climb on top of him. His eyes widen in surprise, but he doesn’t stop me. Instead, he watches with a mixture of awe and lust as I strip off my t-shirt.
“You’re fucking perfect,” he growls and reaches up to grasp my tits. My head falls back, and I gasp his name as he slowly plucks my nipples, sending my pulse into overdrive.
I scoot back a little and push down his gray sweatpants as far as I can. His cock springs free, thick and veiny and leaking pre-cum. I hesitate for just a moment before wrapping my hand around it, marveling at how hot, heavy, and silky it feels in my palm.
“So are you,” I whisper, my voice trembling with need.
I roll Eloise over onto her back and fumble to kick away my sweatpants and boxers. I crawl back over her luscious body and run my hands over her bare skin, tracing every silky curve as if committing them to memory.
Desire surges through me, and my cock grows painfully harder.
I kiss a trail down her chest, stopping at her luscious tits. I explore each nipple until she’s writhing beneath me and begging me for more.
Then I continue my exploration, kissing my way down to the smooth expanse of her stomach, stopping to run my tongue around her belly button before sucking her sweet skin between my lips.