Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
"That's because I will always find you." His mouth takes mine again. This time it's rougher and filled with hunger. I kiss him with the same intensity right back, my tongue tangling with his. "Need to feel you." My feet find the ground again. "Hold it." He orders me to push my skirt up. I grip the fabric, doing as I'm told without question. Yeah, he's the only one who gets that from me, too.
Eros yanks my tights and panties down my legs. I can hear the fabric of the tights rip. The sounds filling the small closet make me fight a whimper, trying to be quiet, but damn, he makes it difficult.
His warm breath tickles my thighs as he lifts one leg to throw over his shoulder, the other hand staying firmly on my hip to keep me in place… Right where I want to be.
Chapter Twenty-One
EROS
How does she always smell so damn good? It’s intoxicating, addictive, and too damn tempting. I don’t know how anyone can resist her. In fact, maybe leaving everything behind wasn’t a bad idea. I could take her somewhere remote where no one else could be tempted. It would be best for everyone. Then I wouldn’t have to kill them all.
I suck in another deep breath of her. It helps calm me too. I thought slamming my fist into Grant's face a few times would do that, but nothing takes the edge off better than my hellcat, having her back in my grasp.
“Eros.” Fuck, even the way my name rolls off her sweet, wicked tongue does it for me.
I bury my face between her thighs, opening my mouth so I can cover the whole thing in one sloppy wet kiss to help calm me. Bonte’s taste fills me. I groan and push my face more into her heat, my tongue circling her clit before I latch my mouth around it.
Her hips try to buck and push forward, but my girl isn’t going anywhere. I tighten my hold on her and flick my tongue back and forth on her hard, needy clit, now begging for attention that I’ll always give.
My balls ache like a motherfucker, but that doesn’t matter. Nothing else does at the moment except for Bonte and the reminder of what I can do to this lush body. She starts to tense, and I know what's coming.
I flick my gaze up to watch her, my mouth still on her clit, wanting to watch her come undone for me. Bonte’s teeth sink into her bottom lip as the orgasm hits her. She fights not to make a sound, but a small whimper of pleasure does leave her.
I don’t relent, working every part of the orgasm from her body, drinking it down greedily. I don’t stop until her tiny clit can’t take any more; it’s too sensitive. I kiss the inside of her thigh still over my shoulder before letting it fall off and rise to my feet.
I’ve already got my pants undone and my cock out. I slide my hand on her hip around her back to the other side so that I can lift her off her feet, guiding my cock between her thighs.
“Press those thighs together,” I tell her as my dick slides between the folds of her sex. She does, making them tighten around my cock so that I can thrust between her legs. Fuck she feels so good. I’ll never get enough of her.
It only takes a few thrusts before I’m growling out her name, cum shooting from my shaft and all between her thighs. I have to close my eyes tightly and grit my teeth to not let out a full roar. I’m conflicted between not wanting anyone to hear us and wanting them all to hear so they know she’s mine. That I’ve laid claim to her forever.
The pleasure is overwhelming, my knees wanting to give out, but I fight past it. I can’t imagine what it will be like when I’m actually thrusting into her. I lift her higher, our heavy breathing filling the small room. My hold on her tightens.
"Eros." Her fingers trail like a whisper up my back and into my hair. She grips the short strands. Bonte knows her grip doesn't have to be hard. I would never try to break free of her hold. “I don’t think this is allowed at Golden Prep.”
“With enough money, you can do anything you want.” I open my eyes, dropping my forehead to hers.
“I think you could be flat broke and you’d still find a way.” Good, she’s getting it. It doesn’t matter what the circumstances are. Bonte is mine, and no one or anything will ever get between us.
“Always.” I kiss her, needing another taste before I release my hold so that I can drop to one knee in front of her.