Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 141464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 707(@200wpm)___ 566(@250wpm)___ 472(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 141464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 707(@200wpm)___ 566(@250wpm)___ 472(@300wpm)
He groans low in his throat and palms my breasts, thumbing my nipples until I gasp.
“Much better.”
I hiss in a breath and reach behind me, wrapping my hand around his length through the thin fabric of his shorts.
“Fuuuck.” His hips twitch beneath me. He sucks one of my nipples into his mouth, tongue flicking over it in slow, reverent strokes. A low groan rumbles in his chest and his eyes squeeze shut like he’s hanging on by a thread. “Take me out. Please.”
I cup his face between my hands and tip his head up, forcing his gaze to meet mine. His eyes are glazed with need—but still so focused on me.
“Will you behave?”
He frowns, as if it’s a foreign concept. “How?”
“Let me take care of you.”
He cocks his head, breath ragged. “Be my guest.”
I ease off his chest, kissing and licking my way down his stomach, slow and unhurried. He’s all mine to explore. When I reach the waistband of his shorts, I run my tongue along the edge, teasing the sensitive skin just beneath.
His abs tense. “Stop fuckin’ teasing me, woman.”
He hooks his thumbs under the waistband and lifts his hips, a challenge in his eyes.
I sit up straighter, placing a palm on his stomach. “You promised to behave.”
He lets out a low, frustrated growl and lets his hands fall to the bed, fingers curling into the sheets. “You want to taste me?”
“Mmmhmm.” I trail one finger along the waistband, slipping it just beneath the fabric, watching the way his muscles tense and jump in anticipation.
“Then do it,” he rasps, voice low and wrecked with need. For me.
A thrill shivers through me. This strong, powerful man is trembling under my hands.
“You want to rub my cock between your tits?” he asks, voice sharp and jagged.
“I will if that’s what you want.” I ease the waistband down, letting the elastic drag against his skin. His cock springs free, thick and hard. I wrap my hand around him, drinking in the way he shudders under my touch. “I’d do anything for you.”
Our eyes lock. He cradles my chin and strokes his thumb along my cheek. “I know.”
He’s so solemn, I don’t think we’re only talking about all the ways I’m willing to please him anymore.
“Get these off,” he pants.
He arches his hips just enough for me to slide his shorts down. I keep my grip on him, one hand stroking slow and steady as I work the fabric past his legs. He kicks them away, gaze never leaving me—like I’m the only thing that exists.
I wet my lips and lower my mouth, swirling my tongue over his tip.
“Fuck, yes,” he hisses.
I suck just the tip inside, and his hips jerk, seeking more. A moan escapes me as I take him deeper.
“Yes, yes, yes,” he pants between choppy breaths. “Come here.”
I pull off slowly, hand still stroking, spreading the wetness from my mouth over his length. “I’m right here.”
He slides down on the bed and taps my hip. “I want your pussy in my face.” His fingers curl under the band of my underwear, tugging hard.
Laughing, I sit up and shimmy out of them, letting them fall to the floor. “Better?”
“Perfect.” His eyes are wild, hungry. He licks his bottom lip, then grins. “Come on. Let me eat your pussy while you suck me.”
When I hesitate, his grip tightens on my hips, dragging me closer. “It only seems fair.”
“Okay, okay.” I laugh, breathless with heat blooming under my skin. “How do you want me?”
“Put your legs on either side of me.” He shifts beneath me, guiding me into place. “There ya go.”
His hands splay across my ass, thumbs parting me. “Fuck,” he groans, lips grazing my inner thigh before sweeping his tongue between my legs.
My thighs tremble. “Oh—”
“C’mon,” he urges, voice full of desire. “Let’s see who comes first.”
I already know I’m going to lose. Every stroke of his tongue sends jolts through my body, and I’m shaking, gasping, barely keeping upright.
Still, I wrap my hand around him again, determined to try. Bracing myself on one arm, I crawl forward, careful of his leg. No teasing this time—I lower my mouth, open wide, and take him in.
He lets out a muffled groan that vibrates against me, sending a shiver straight through my core. I tighten my grip around him, sliding my hand down his thick length, following with my mouth.
Another desperate sound escapes him, buzzing against my skin. His hips jerk, pushing more of himself into my mouth.
He flattens his tongue against my clit, dragging it side to side in a steady rhythm. I gasp around him, the sensation too much and not enough. Still, I keep stroking, stretching my mouth wider to take more of him.
His fingers slide along my slick skin, teasing, circling, then finally pressing inside.
I gasp, choke, and pull off, resting my cheek against him while still lazily sliding my hand up and down.