Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22700 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22700 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
I do as he says and kiss the tip, causing his cock to jump and slap me in the cheek. He chuckles, and I giggle, extending my tongue and tracing the line of his crown.
“Goddamn, baby,” he groans. “You’re gonna drive me crazy.”
His praise is like a drug. All I want is more.
I open my mouth wider and go down on him, taking as much of his cock into my mouth as I possibly can–which in comparison to his impressive length is really not much. But it’s okay. Rhett seems to like it and grabs two firm fistfuls of my hair as he lets out another long, deep groan.
“That’s it. Relax. Take it down your throat.”
I try to go deeper, wanting to please him more, but before I can, he pulls me off and up and kisses me like two lovers reuniting after years of being apart. My heart blooms like a rose in the sunlight. My breath trembles. “Rhett…”
“You’re a quick learner, angel,” he says.
I don’t hesitate with what I say next.
“I want you inside me.” His eyes narrow, and a hint of a smile creeps over his lips. “I want you to take me. Be my first time.”
“Are you sure, Cassandra?” he asks. “Because once I have you, I won’t be able to give you back. You’ll be mine. For good.”
All I can do is nod. “Yes. I understand.”
He growls like a man being torn apart from the inside out. “Okay. Then I’m going to make this absolutely perfect for you.”
Breath escapes my lungs as he shoves me down onto my back and presses his body on top of mine. His cock, hard as a rod of hot steel, pulses against my belly, teasing my pussy mound as he moves his hips like we’re dancing together.
My entire body tingles as he kisses down my neck, across my collarbone, then pauses at my breasts. He closes his lips around my left nipple, and I arch off the bed, moaning softly as he sucks and circles with his tongue. He’s firm and possessive but also gentle as he takes his time, lavishing me with his attention before moving to the other breast as his hand trails lower between my thighs.
My lips part as he touches me there. Where I was touching myself last night as I imagined him as the hero from my book.
“You’re already wet for me,” he says softly in my ear. “Christ, you’re absolutely soaked.”
“Is that…bad?” I ask hesitantly.
Rhett props himself up and looks down at me like I’ve just said the dumbest thing in the world. Then he smiles and shakes his head like a comforting father.
“Bad? Cassandra, it’s the biggest turn-on in the world.”
“M–men like that?” I ask.
He nods and gently parts me with a finger, sending a rush of sensation through my body. He traces the line of my slit, then takes that same finger and slips it into his mouth, sucking it clean of my slick.
My jaw falls open. I’m just not ready for this. Nowhere near. I thought I was, but I’m not.
He presses his finger inside me, causing my hips to jerk at the intrusion, but then instantly my whole body gives itself over to him. “Don’t worry, angel. I’ve got you,” he says, soothing me with his voice. “Let me open you up. Get you ready for my thick cock.”
I can’t do anything but lie there as he works me gently, so gently, with a single finger, giving me sensations I’ve never felt in such a way before. I’m so sensitive, and when he adds another finger, my toes curl, and my stomach goes tense. I nearly clamp down on his hand with my thighs as they clench together.
“Rhett–” I gasp.
“I know, angel. I know. I think you’re ready now.”
He spreads my legs wide and kneels between them, the crown of his cock positioned at my breach. I’m tingling all over with anticipation and freeze a little when he presses forward and begins to spread my entrance.
“Breathe,” he instructs me. “Don’t worry. I’ll go slow, my innocent little angel.”
I nod, his words filling me with trust. Elation. I force myself to relax and take a deep breath.
He pushes in.
And oh my God, the pain. A sharp pang of pain from the stretch wrenches through me. But it’s not just pain–it’s more than that. So much more. It’s pleasure, it’s wonder, it’s excitement. I feel overwhelmed as my body struggles and adapts to take him in.
The pain is there for just another moment–just a tiny little sting–and then it’s gone.
Then, amazement.
I’m full, complete, sparkling with sensations I never could have imagined, not even from the most vivid pages of my romance novels. “Rhett,” I moan, reaching up and snatching him by his broad shoulders. “You’re–you’re so big.”
“How would you know?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.