Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 152064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 760(@200wpm)___ 608(@250wpm)___ 507(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 152064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 760(@200wpm)___ 608(@250wpm)___ 507(@300wpm)
Before she can pull me down on top of her, I loop my arms around her thighs and lift her hips off the bed. She grips the sheets, shoulders and head still resting on the mattress as I bring her to my mouth and lick up the length of her.
“Oh God.”
I groan as I latch onto her clit and suck roughly. “Fuck, I missed the way you taste.” I bite the inside of her thigh. “Tomorrow night I’ll edge you for as long as I want, kitten. I’ll have you creaming down my throat, begging for my cock.”
“I fucking hope so.”
“I’ll make this pussy rain for me.” I bury my face between her thighs, devouring her like a starved man until her legs quake. I can’t get enough of the taste of her, of her deep moans and needy whimpers. I can’t get enough of her.
Before she tips over the edge, I un-suction my mouth from her and lower her to the mattress.
“No!” She grips my hair and tries to guide me back to her center.
I press a soft kiss to her swollen clit and untangle her fingers from my hair as I prowl up her body. My cock drags along the inside of her leg. “You wanted me to show you how obsessed I am,” I remind her.
“I’m so close, though,” she whimpers.
“I know.” I suck her nipple, following with a gentle graze of teeth.
She arches under me and tries to snake her free hand between us.
I drop my hips, blocking her attempt.
“Phillip,” she groans.
“I love my name on your lips.” I gently lave the other nipple.
“Please.”
“Say it again.” I kiss over her sternum and up her throat.
“Please.”
“Not that.” I shift until I’m positioned at her entrance.
“Phillip.”
I brush my nose against hers. “I love you, Tallulah.”
Her eyes soften. “I love you, too, Phillip.”
I push inside in one smooth stroke.
Tally’s mouth drops open and she shudders violently, clenching around me as she comes.
“You’re so beautiful.” I cup her face in my hands. “I’m going to love you every day for the rest of our lives.”
She nods and her arms tighten around me, feet hooked at the small of my back.
I roll my hips and her eyes flutter closed.
“No, no, kitten. Eyes on me. I need to see you.”
She pries them open, fingers shaking as they trail over my cheek.
“Only I get to see this side of you. It’ll only ever be me filling you.” I pull back and snap my hips forward. “Making you come.” Slide out. “Fulfilling every fantasy.”
“Only you,” she agrees.
I tug on her ankle, and she uncrosses her feet, allowing me to hook my arms into the crook of her knees, pushing them up until they meet her ribs. I move over her, sliding in deep, fucking her into the mattress, bodies slick with sweat, her moans whispered across my lips.
“I’m keeping you,” I whisper.
“Forever,” she agrees.
I drive into her, the need for her overwhelming. We cling and caress, push and pull, love and fuck. I’ll never get close enough, have enough of her. We come in waves, our eyes locked, all the feelings we kept hidden from each other laid bare.
I roll us to the side, still inside her, and hold her close while we kiss. “This is just the beginning.”
“There is no end to us,” she promises.
Eventually I pull out and clean her up, then tuck her against me and we fall asleep intertwined. In the middle of the night, we reach for each other at the same time and I fill her again, slow and sleepy.
My alarm clock goes off at a miserable o’clock in the morning.
Tally makes a disgruntled noise as I uncurl myself from around her.
She rolls over and tries to grab for my arm. “Stay with me.”
“I have practice.”
She blinks blearily at the clock. “We stayed up way too late.”
“I’ll be fine. I’m high on love.” I kiss her temple and her cheek. “I’ll see you tonight at the game.”
Her eyes flare and she’s suddenly far more alert. “It’s the first playoff game. We had all that sex.”
“It’s a good warm-up.” I pull on a pair of joggers and a T-shirt, then give in to the urge to go back for another kiss. “I love you, Tallulah.”
“I love you, Phillip.”
It feels like a superpower.
CHAPTER 61
FLIP
Tally
How are you feeling?
Flip
Tired and nervous, but no regrets.
Tally
Same, and same. Except I’m a spectator and not a player tonight.
Flip
I’m riding the high of having my girlfriend tell me she loves me.
Tally
We’re twins. I’m riding the high of my boyfriend telling me he loves me, too.
You’ll be great tonight.
Flip
I’m playing to win for you.
Tally
I love you.
Flip
I love you, too.
Islide my phone into my bag and take a deep, steadying breath.
“You all right, man?” Stiles asks as he hangs his suit jacket carefully in his cubby.
“I’m fucking awesome.”
He grins. “Yeah, you are.”