Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 105679 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 528(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105679 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 528(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)
“You’re avoiding me,” he observed, his breath fanning against the back of my neck.
I didn’t turn around. “I’m cleaning.”
His hands settled on my hips, and I froze, my breath hitching in my throat.
“It looks like you were trying to write a scene without some... experience,” he murmured in my ear.
I swallowed hard, my eyes fluttering closed as embarrassment coursed through me. My cheeks burned, and I knew he could feel the heat radiating from my skin.
So, he had read that part.
“Maybe I can help you with that,” Adrian continued, his lips brushing the shell of my ear, voice dropping to a dangerous, raspy whisper.
I should have pulled away. I should have reminded him of our understanding, of the boundaries we had established.
Instead, I remained rooted in place, my body betraying me once again.
“Do you want to know how it feels to have a cock in your mouth?”
I gasped at his words, my knees weakening at his crude directness.
My pulse fluttered.
Blood roared between my ears.
Desire pooled in my stomach, my body tingling with a needy feeling.
“Tell me,” He asserted, his hand sliding to my shoulder, turning me to face him. “Aren’t you curious?”
A nervous excitement pulsed through my bloodstream, impossible to ignore.
My heart pounded against my ribs as I faced him. His eyes were dark with desire, his expression holding the kind of wicked promise that made my knees weaken, my body trembling.
“Get on your knees, Princess,” my husband rasped.
I should have refused. I should have maintained what little dignity I had left.
But something in his gaze held me captive and I was incapable of denying him.
Slowly, I sank to my knees, my eyes never leaving his.
The cold tile pressed against my skin through the thin fabric of my skirt. Adrian looked down at me, his eyes dark with desire, his hand moving to the waistband of his jeans.
“Good girl,” he purred as I looked up at him, uncertain but willing. The praise washed over me like warm poison, sinking beneath my flesh. A dangerous, reckless desire unfurled inside me.
His praise was a forbidden drug, addictive and impossible to resist.
Adrian reached out, his fingers tangling in my hair as he was undoing his jeans with his other hand, freeing his massive and quite impressive length.
He was delightfully hard.
My eyes widened at the sight and he chuckled.
My core started to throb at the sight, knowing that I made him this way. The harder I pressed my thighs together, the ache instead of alleviating, became only more prominent and intense.
“Take me in your hands,” he instructed, guiding me through it, his instructions explicit and unapologetic. “Touch me slowly, take your time to explore.”
I slowly took his hardness in my hand, giving him a small warning squeeze. I gently traced his length with my nails, watching in utter amazement when he jerked in my palms.
I slowly rubbed my fingers over his shaft and I heard a hiss.
Then a groan.
His fingers tightened in my hair, fingers digging into my scalp. “Use your tongue. Lick me.”
I knew what I had to do…
I was inexperienced, sure. But I read about this act. I had written about it.
I slowly leaned forward, running my tongue in a circle on the tip of his cock.
His hardness pulsed in my hand and I heard him hiss again. “Fuck.”
I could feel the pleasure jolting through him. Could feel the way his body tightened.
His hot length jerked as I continued to run my tongue over him and every time I circled his tip teasingly, I could hear the shift in his breathing, becoming harsher.
“Fuck,” he groaned and I looked up to see his head tossed back, his eyes squeezed shut. “Take me in your mouth. Open your mouth wide and suck me, Serafina.”
That almost sounded like a plea.
My lips twitched with a grin, pride blossoming in my chest. It felt powerful, in control, despite my vulnerable position.
I opened my mouth wide, following his instructions, slipping my lips over the top of his dick and then slid down slowly as far as I could go without gagging.
Adrian sucked in a breath, his stomach caving in and his hips arched slightly toward me. He was long and thick and it was a little hard to take all of him in my mouth.
My cheeks hollowed as I sucked him. My core pulsated, throbbing with a ravenous craving, savage desire. Carnal and twisted.
He groaned appreciatively while I pushed further down onto his length until I felt him touching the back of my throat and then I gagged, choking a little. Tears welled up in my eyes.
His heavy breathing gave me all the confidence I needed.
When my teeth slightly grazed the top of his dick, he groaned, his body clenching. “Ah fuck. This…feels good.”
My tongue traced the vein snaking along the length of his blood-darkened cock and I felt his pulse in my mouth.