Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 79685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Santiago lowers his hands to my hips, and gripping me tightly, he takes over the kiss. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, drawing a soft moan from me because he tastes downright addictive.
A cool breeze plays with my hair while Santiago’s lips nip at mine. I’m so focused on him, taking in his woodsy scent, the feel of his hard body, and the intensity that comes from him. His mere presence is so magnetic, you can’t help but gravitate to him.
I want to stay in his orbit.
I want to be the center of his attention.
I want to be the one he loves more than anything else.
The kiss grows wild, but when my body reacts to his and I grind down on him, he instantly pulls away and tightens his grip on my hips so I can’t move again.
His face is tense as if he’s angry, and my heart sinks.
Breathless from the kisses, I whisper, “I’m sorry. It just happened.”
Santiago shakes his head, his voice hoarse. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. I just need a minute. Having your pussy on my cock is pushing my self-control to the limits.”
He’s so direct, heat creeps up my neck, but his words also have my abdomen clenching.
A frown forms on Santiago’s face, making him look even angrier as he asks, “Unless… Is that what you wanted when you straddled my lap?”
I press my forehead to his chest and nod. “I thought it would be okay because you told me I could do whatever I want.”
Instantly, his grip on my hips eases up, and he says, “In that case, ride me all you want, mi sol. Just know I’m not going to keep still.”
I lift my head again, and seeing the grin tugging at the corner of his mouth even though there’s still tension on his face, I feel a little better.
But the moment is gone, and I’m not just going to start grinding down on him.
Santiago lifts his hand and wraps his fingers around the back of my neck, and before I can overthink things, his mouth slams into mine.
Within seconds, he has me drunk on the taste of him as his teeth and lips devour me. I place my hands against his chest, and feeling the warmth of his skin beneath his shirt, I don’t think and begin to undo the buttons. I push the fabric out of my way and let my fingers brush over the dips and swells of his muscles.
So good.
This time Santiago is the one to thrust up, his hard cock rubbing against the valley between my legs. The pleasure is instant, and I let out a ridiculously loud moan. Wanting to feel it again, I push down on him and swivel my hips.
Oh God.
He feels incredible, and when he growls into my mouth, my body trembles, and I whimper from how sensitive and needy I feel.
Santiago’s arm wraps around my back, and I’m crushed against him while he thrusts hard against the exact spot I need him.
At some point, we stopped kissing, our mouths still touching. I open my eyes, and they instantly lock with his predatory ones.
He watches my reaction when he thrusts up again, eliciting another moan from me.
“Christ,” he growls. “If you keep moaning like that, I’m going to come in my pants.”
Seeing the dark desire etched onto his face in hard lines, I press a kiss to his jaw before moving lower to his neck, my hands rubbing up and down his chest while I swivel my hips again.
Santiago grabs hold of my face, and he claims my mouth again, then he sets a steady pace, thrursting and rubbing his cock against my heated core.
Holy shit.
I gasp from the intense pleasure, and my body begins to move with his, my hands roaming over his hot skin and rippling muscles.
Oh my God.
I move faster and faster, moans and whimpers spilling from my mouth to his, and he takes each one with a swipe of his tongue and nip of his lips.
One second, I feel something building deep inside me, and the next, I have to grab hold of his neck as my body bows forward, and the breath stalls in my lungs.
I’m hit with overwhelming pleasure. Santiago keeps rubbing his hardness between my legs, and all I can do is ride the wave of overwhelmingly incredible ecstasy.
“Jesucristo, mi amor,” he grinds the words out between clenched teeth right before I feel him jerk against me, his arms forming steel bands around me. He presses his face to my neck, groaning against my skin as he orgasms.
I hold onto him as the pleasure begins to fade, and for long minutes afterward, we just keep still.
Once our breaths have returned to normal, Santiago kisses the side of my neck before asking, “You okay?”
I nod, and loosening my hold on him, I pull back until our eyes meet.