Total pages in book: 129
Estimated words: 125257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 501(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 501(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
She’s wearing my jersey still.
She’s wearing my goddamn jersey, and she smells like flowers and clean laundry and every single morning and every single night.
I can’t resist. I wrap an arm around her, needing to hold her, wanting to have her. I bury my face in her neck, dropping a soft, barely there kiss to her perfect shoulder.
She stirs, shifting, making a low, humming sound.
Shit. I didn’t mean to wake her up.
Yes you did, you liar.
“You won,” she says.
“You came,” I say.
“Were you surprised?”
“Yes, and I loved it,” I say. And I think I love you.
“Good. I wanted to give you a good surprise.”
“You’re the best surprise,” I whisper into her ear, but guilt at waking her digs into my chest. Tomorrow’s her sister’s wedding, and she needs to be on. “Go to sleep, beautiful.”
“I will,” she says, soft and a little slurry. She takes one breath, then another, and something must perk her up since she says, more clearly now, “But I have another surprise for you.”
Before I know it, the beauty in my jersey turns around, climbs over me, and pins my wrists. “This is a much better kidnapping,” I murmur.
“I’d like to kidnap your dick with my mouth,” she says, then shimmies down the bed, yanks off my boxer briefs and wraps her lips around my half-hard cock in seconds flat.
My brain sizzles. My body sparks.
“Fuck, Remy,” I moan, gazing down at the sight of her with my cock—now rock hard—down her throat. “Your mouth is incredible.”
She lets me fall from her lips. “Fuck my mouth then. You know you want to.”
“More than anything,” I say, then I give in to this midnight moment. To this woman kneeling between my spread thighs, sucking on my dick, playing with my unwaxed balls, making me feel like a goddamn king.
I don’t deserve her.
I really don’t.
But I’m going to do everything I can to show her she deserves the world.
I thrust my hips up into the paradise of her mouth while she runs her hands along my thighs, her nails trailing through the hair on my legs.
She sweeps her tongue across the head, then licks a long stripe down the underside, and I’m lost.
I’m moaning, low and loud as she taunts me with her tongue, teasing my dick before she devours me again.
And colors burst in front of my eyes. Ticker-tape parades kick off in my body. A comet launches.
It’s fucking incredible. No idea what this sorcery is but I don’t want it to end.
Except, I do know what it is—it’s her, in the dark, wanting to make me feel incredible.
And she is making me feel out of this world.
But I didn’t come over in the middle of the night to get serviced.
I tap her shoulder, then bite out, “Enough.”
She lets go, raises her face, and meets my eyes with a concerned look in hers. “Are you okay?”
“I will be when I’m inside you.”
“Then do it. And make it good,” she says, an order.
She’s so giving and so confident in bed. It’s the headiest combination. It’s like she’s free here to be this bold person who demands the pleasure she deserves. And I’m the lucky man who gets to answer to her.
I flip her so she’s on her back. She peels off the jersey in seconds, and my world stalls. She’s already naked. Not even wearing underwear.
I drag my thumb down the soft skin of her hip, then drop my face and suck on her right there, drawing out a moan before I let go.
“You wanted me in the middle of the night, didn’t you?” I ask, staring at the sight of her all long and lithe with nothing but starlight across her skin.
“What do you think?” She tips her knees open.
And I need a minute. The way she offers herself to me knocks me out. The way she talks to me stirs my chest, my dick, my mind.
That’s the problem. If I go too fast, this’ll be over far too soon. I only have one goal—make it great for her.
I lower myself so my palms bracket her face, my hard cock pressed to her stomach, our bodies together. “I’m going to make it so fucking good. Because I’m going to take my time with you, beautiful. Want to make this last.”
She arches her back, wraps her ankles around my ass. “Better start now.”
My entire body is a live wire. Cells are buzzing; nerves are firing. I’m already on the knife’s edge of lust. But I didn’t ease up tonight in the game. No way am I checking out early here either.
Gripping the base of my cock, I notch the head against her sweet pussy. A groan is ripped from my chest as I touch her. No, from the center of my fucking soul. “You’re so wet, beautiful.”
She’s slick and hot, and she feels like heaven already.