Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 35933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
I buried my face between her thighs, and she whined, her hips bucking up. Unashamedly, she began to ride my face, her fingers tugging on my strands as she took whatever she wanted from me. And fuck, I was so desperate to worship her, to let her own me, that I let her control everything.
Her pussy drenched my face, and I couldn’t get enough of how delicious she was. The flavor of her burst on my tongue, making me drunk on her. I just held her hips, encouraging her on. Because while to the world I may be an alpha male, for her, I bowed down. She owned me.
“Blayke, I’m so close,” she whined, her hips moving faster. “I’m—fuuuuck,” she moaned, her head falling back to thunk on the tiled wall. I groaned, lapping up every sweet drop she was giving me. Once her thighs were no longer trembling, I eased her down on my lap and buried my face in her neck, breathing just as hard as she was.
“I should have showered with you way before now,” she panted.
A husky laugh spilled past my lips. “You wanted to make me work for it.” I hadn’t been blind to her games. In fact, I’d enjoyed them.
She gripped my hair and tugged my head up so our eyes met. “And you worked so well for it, baby.”
I groaned and leaned in to kiss her. “Say it again,” I whispered against her lips.
“What—that you worked so well for it?” she teased, her blunt nails scraping along my scalp. Shivers raced down my spine. Fuck, that felt so good.
“No, the name,” I murmured before kissing her again. Kissing her was fucking addictive.
“Mmm… Baby,” she whispered before sliding her tongue over my lips and kissing me deeply. I moaned. “You like being my baby, Blayke?”
I slid my fingers between us, teasing over her clit. She moaned, her cheek pressing to mine, her warm breath fanning my ear. I groaned as I sank two fingers into her wet heat. “That answer enough for you, mama?” I growled.
“Mhm,” she hummed, already riding my fingers like the greedy woman she was. The greedy woman I fucking adored. “Show me what those fingers are capable of, baby.”
She sure as fuck did not have to tell me twice.
15
Blayke
Icouldn’t get enough of her. I’d known being with Noah would be fucking out-of-this-world fantastic, but I hadn’t been prepared for how obsessed I would become with her. How addicted I’d become. Seeing the woman who was always so calm and collected and sassy fall apart on my tongue and fingers, hearing her moan my name and demand more, fucking drove me insane.
She panted, leaning her back against the tiled shower wall. The pulse at the base of her throat fluttered wildly. Her lips were swollen from her biting them, and her cheeks were flushed a beautiful red color.
I’d made her come so many fucking times, it was a miracle the woman was even lucid. Even now, her body trembled from the after shocks of her latest. The water was running cold, but neither of us really felt it. Not when our skin was so hot and we were so consumed by the fire burning between us.
“I’m taking you to bed,” I growled, leaning in to kiss those swollen lips. She moaned low in her throat, her hand coming up to thread through my dirty blonde strands. Pulling my lips from hers, I leaned down to plant kisses across her slim shoulders, nuzzling her collarbone as I did so. “I need to be inside of you, mama. Need to feel your tight pussy wrapped around my cock.”
She groaned, the sound low and throaty. My cock dripped precum onto the shower floor. I’d never wanted a woman as badly as I wanted Noah. Never been this infatuated. This consumed by a woman. Fuck, I was pretty sure I was at least halfway in love with her, and I wasn’t even scared of that fact.
In fact, I embraced it. If it was Noah, I had absolutely no problem loving her and worshiping her. I’d let this woman drag me around by the balls if that was what she wanted from me. I’d give her everything. Every fucking part of me.
“You won’t be in control if we get into bed,” she warned me.
A breathy chuckle escaped my lips as I lifted my head to look at her, a single eyebrow arching. “I was never under the impression I’m in control when it comes to you, little mama.” She cracked a grin, and I swore to fuck, my heart momentarily stopped at the sight of it. “Even in this shower, you’ve held all the control.”
She patted my cheek condescendingly, and God, it just made me want her more. I loved her treating me like I was lower than her. I was all fucking for it. As the VP of this club, I was always in charge. Always had to have my head on straight and be ready to act when the time called. Everyone looked to me for answers when Johnston wasn’t available.