Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 102166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 511(@200wpm)___ 409(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 511(@200wpm)___ 409(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
He caught her lower lip between his, sucking gently before adjusting the angle and devouring her.
His hand tentatively touched the side of her tail, dragging a little sigh out of her, urging him on.
His palm moved upward, gliding over her scales even as her tail was slowly starting to disappear.
By the time his fingers were at her hip, he was touching her human skin.
Need crashed through her body as his tongue swept over hers—tentative at first, then filled with hunger as a moan escaped her.
Iris pressed her thighs together, trying to ease the ache growing between them.
He wouldn’t need to look to know how consumed she was. She was all pulse, heat, and slippery need.
Iris shifted up onto her knees, and Finn’s hungry gaze slid down her body, taking in every exposed inch of her.
When his gaze reached hers again, her hands moved out, grabbing Finn’s wet shirt and drawing it up and off his body.
She slid closer, dropping down onto his lap, feeling how he ached for her. Their chests brushed, making her nipples peak and ache.
A rumble moved through Finn.
His hands slid up her back, pulling her until her chest met his, making both of them gasp.
Finn leaned down, his lips meeting the column of her neck, making a tremble slide down her spine.
There was no stopping the way she rocked against him, feeling the hard length of his desire against her heat.
His tongue teased out, tracing over the pulse in her throat before moving downward.
His lips dragged like silk across her skin as he moved between her breasts.
She swore she could feel his breath in her bones—each soft exhalation a match strike.
He leaned her backward so he could move down, his tongue tracing around her nipple.
Goosebumps rose in a rush at the sensation just before his lips closed around the peak, sucking it into his mouth.
Her thighs clenched around his side as need sparked between them.
Finn sucked and licked and grazed until she was rocking against him, desperate for relief from the ache growing in her lower stomach.
Finn moved across her chest, and she arched without thinking, her spine bowing to invite more.
Time hiccupped—every second stretched thin with wanting, with sensation.
Just when she was sure she couldn’t take another moment of sweet, soft torment, his head shifted between her breasts. Then he was moving down.
Their bodies moved together until she was flat on the wet sand and he was shifting her legs over his shoulders as he slipped lower and lower.
“I want you to come apart,” he murmured. His lips pressed a kiss to that delicate crease of her inner thigh. “Slow,” Finn went on. His soft hair teased her sensitive skin. “Sweet,” he added, lips pressing to the triangle above her sex. “And all over my mouth.”
His lips closed around her clit then, dragging a ragged moan out of her as pleasure bloomed in her core.
Her pulse fluttered deep in her throat. Her breath hitched in halves, like her body had forgotten the rhythm.
Iris’s hands went downward, fingers curling into Finn’s hair as his tongue started to trace a maddeningly perfect path around her clit.
Finn’s hand grazed up her thigh, slipping between them, then pressing into her.
Her breath caught and flipped, like tripping over her need at the feel of his touch slipping inside.
His tongue flicked, steady and teasing, and his fingers followed, deeper now.
Her body pulsed.
Her moans poured out into the night, the sound as primal and desperate as the tide crashing against the shore.
The pressure built to a fever pitch.
Then she was there.
Right at that precipice.
Her body clenched around the promise of it, every breath a gasp, every heartbeat a countdown.
Then everything inside her seized and spiraled, the pleasure flooding out in helpless, rhythmic bursts.
She cried out as the orgasm pulsed and pulled her under over and over, leaving her shaking and breathless in the aftermath.
Finn’s head shifted, kissing across one thigh, then the other, before moving across her hips, belly, between her breasts, then her neck.
“I could stay between your legs all night,” he murmured against her ear.
A pained sound escaped her as another rush of need coursed through her.
She’d just been satisfied, but she was shaky and aching once again.
Her hands drifted down Finn’s back, sinking into his ass, finding herself riding against his hardness.
That sexy rumble moved through Finn again.
“Not done with me yet?” he asked, lips kissing the corner of her mouth.
“Finn, please,” she moaned, rocking her hips against him.
“Tell me what you want,” he demanded just before his lips sealed over hers.
With her mouth otherwise occupied, she showed him what she wanted. Her hands grabbed the waistband of his shorts, dragging them down.
Finn pushed up to allow her to work his pants down.
Her hands sank into his ass, dragging him against her, then grinding against his hard length.
A groan moved through Finn as he pushed up to watch her with molten eyes as she rocked against him.