Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 73665 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73665 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
I don’t stop until I have his pants and boxers stripped down enough to take his hard, hot cock in my hand. I’ll never get enough of touching him. I want to get down on my knees and taste him, but the way he groans and thrusts into my tightly curled hand, trying to guide himself into me, says he’s too worked up and desperate right now.
Honestly? Same.
He devours my mouth while I hold his cock in my hand. He’s tall enough that he can do that and not cause himself pain because he has to contort to do it.
I guide him to me, but he’s there too, hard and hot above me, pulsing and wet in my hand. All of me aches for him. I didn’t understand the true definition of empty until him, and I mean that in so many ways.
Although, at the moment, I mean it in one major way.
“Bellatrix…” His deep, roaring purr of my name raises goosebumps all over me. He makes a song of it, his voice the magical instrument. “There isn’t a second of the day that I haven’t thought about you since I met you.”
“How many times have you thought about me in the shower?” My hand tightens around his dick.
“Many, many times, but I’ve never…I…not doing that. I haven’t done that at all since we met. It felt wrong to use you as the inspiration even though you were starring in all my fantasies. It felt disrespectful.”
“Well, you can use me as inspiration now. I’d really like it if you think about me when you touch yourself. I’d like to watch you touch yourself. That would be incredibly hot.”
“Okay, but can I be inside you right now?”
“Yes.” I spread my legs wider and wrap them around his waist again. He can just live here if he wants. Right where he is. I’ve never known anything so perfect.
He’s careful about lining himself up with my entrance and pushing inside. I’m more than ready, and he glides in easily despite his size. He fills me slowly, far too slowly, until I grasp the edges of his shirt and pull him to me while digging my heels into his rock-hard ass. The best dad ass in the world. Best ass ever, all around, full stop.
I feel every inch of him and can’t keep my elation from bubbling out. I cry out and wriggle closer because it’s still not close enough, even when I know he’s bottoming out with every hard thrust.
It’s not enough, not until he works both hands under my ass and lifts my hips up to meet him. He holds me, anchoring me so I don’t go flying into the windshield. I swear, I’m never going to be able to look at my car the same way again.
Not when I’m arching up into his hands, doing my best to take him deeper, and meeting him with my own thrusting hips.
“Are you okay?” he gasps between hard breaths.
“Yes! If you stop doing what you’re doing, I will get that ham out and beat you with it.”
“Are we talking sliced or whole?”
“Sliced.”
“Mmm. Kinky,” he grunts.
It’s crazy that he can make me grin and want to laugh while he’s giving me those long, punishing thrusts that make my whole body clench up around him. It feels so good. The best ever good. Better than the best ever.
I don’t want it to end, but there’s only so much of him grinding his pelvis into my clit while his cock hits so deep inside me that I’m not even sure where I end anymore before the first shivers start to thrum through my body like heatwaves on a long stretch of open road. Even while he’s thrusting, I can feel him pulsing, and it sets me off too.
“Going… to…c-come,” I whimper-shiver-stutter as my hips go wild, and he increases his tempo in response. “I want you to come with me. Inside me.”
When we showered after the last time, I told him he didn’t have to pull out. I’ve been on the pill for ages, so I have that part covered. He had blushed so red, so shy and sweet.
He’s still sweet, but he isn’t shy right now.
Not with me clenching all around him as he drills into me, banging me into blissful oblivion. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull myself up a few inches off the car so we’re closer than ever. I want to hold him when I shatter. He adjusts his hands to my lower back and hips, keeping me safe and comfortable but holding me too.
My climax hits, the waves taking me to another dimension. It’s even better when Rowleigh rasps my name right against the crook of my neck and buries himself to the hilt inside me, pulsing and shaking while he comes.