Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 93698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
The man’s life could be a complete shit show, but when it came to sex, he certainly had expertise using his mouth, fingers, and cock.
Her heels dug into his muscular back, perfectly honed from years of being locked up. Zeke was not soft in any way. Not his touch, not his personality, not his body.
With a whimper, she squirmed against his mouth and drove her fingers into his shaggy, dark hair, getting a better grip.
One finger circled her clit at the same time his tongue drove in and out of her, almost launching her off the bed. He then changed tactic, plunging his fingers inside her while his skilled lips sucked on her sensitive nub.
Oh yes. Yes. Yes! Holy crap, did she miss this!
When the familiar pressure began to build deep inside of her, she bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out. After realizing that wasn’t going to work, she slapped a hand over her mouth to muffle it.
The heat consumed her, rolled through her in waves like a violent surf during a hurricane.
Every muscle locked up as her orgasm spiraled out from her core to the very tips of her fingers and toes.
Even before the last ripple faded away, he was up and over her again. His hand skimmed along her ribs, a hip. He zeroed in once again on the triangle of hair between her legs before two fingers were buried deep inside her.
Oh yes, this man could be a cocky asshole, but, like her clit, he could easily find her G-spot. Better yet, he knew what to do with both to drive her out of her freaking mind.
Reclaiming her mouth, his tongue swept through it, but a second later it was gone. His lips traveled along her throat and over her pumping chest before he sucked one nipple so deep, it pulled like an invisible string directly connected to her pussy. Making it clench, making her even wetter.
She smothered the mindless words wanting to escape.
“So fuckin’ wet,” was muffled against her breast. “Makes me wanna go back for seconds.”
While she wanted that, they couldn’t linger.
On one hand, they needed to get to the main event. And soon. On the other, she wanted them to take their time. She wanted to bask in his attention.
But reality could come knocking at the door any moment, so she encouraged him along by begging, “Fuck me.”
After nipping the side of her breast, he dragged his tongue over the same spot. “Plan on it, babe.”
Without any urgency, he climbed off the bed, his erection bobbing with each step as he walked over to pick up his jeans and dig a condom out of his wallet.
Good. Because she didn’t have any and she did not need a second child with this man.
Ice slithered through her veins when she remembered the form of birth control that failed them four years ago. The same as what they were about to use. If she had been sexually active more recently, she would’ve gone on birth control and they would’ve been double-protected.
But she wasn’t and they wouldn’t be.
She prayed to the condom gods that he had changed brands and this one wouldn’t fail.
Her blood rushed as she watched him roll it on before giving his latex-encased cock two quick pumps. With his loose hair falling across his forehead, he stalked toward the bed, his erection still in his fist.
Everything about him was so damn breathtaking. The devil-may-care attitude he exuded. His lean but muscular, tattooed body. That gorgeous thick head of hair. Those intense blue eyes intently focused on her.
“Gonna smash that pussy.”
The breath hissed out of her.
“Gonna fuck it ’til you come all over my dick.”
A shudder ran through her.
“Gonna fill you with my dick and make you beg for more.”
Flames licked at her insides. “I hope you can keep those promises.”
“Never said they were a fuckin’ promise. More of a guarantee.”
Oh yes, he was still so full of himself.
“We’ll see,” she challenged.
One side of his mouth pulled up and he narrowed his eyes on her.
She smiled.
That smile was wiped away when he fell on her again, his knee spreading her thighs, his hands collaring her wrists and pinning them to the mattress.
“Been a long fuckin’ time, babe,” he murmured in her ear. “Long fuckin’ time.”
This was not the time to remind him of why that was.
The head of his cock bumped against her before he released one of her wrists to guide it through her slick folds until it found purchase. Found home.
He was no longer taking his time. He’d never been a patient man. One thrust was all it took to take her to where she’d never thought she’d be again.
Once he was fully seated inside her, he paused, his parted lips a hairsbreadth from hers. Their eyes locked on each other.
He released her other wrist and drove his fingers into her hair, tipped her head back, and crashed his mouth against hers.