Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 21744 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21744 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
She snorts, but it turns into a gasp when I lean down and press my lips to her belly, kissing lower and lower until I reach the edge of her underwear. I pause, looking up for permission.
She’s trembling. “Don’t stop,” she whispers. “Please.”
I slide the last barrier down, as slow as I can manage, and my hands shake harder than before. I’m pretty sure I’ve never wanted anything this much in my entire existence. When I finally have her bare, I just stare for a second, overwhelmed.
She’s perfect. Every inch of her.
I pull her to the edge of the bed, kneel between her legs, and kiss my way up the inside of one of her thighs, then I slowly give the other one the same attention. Her whole body is quivering. When I run my tongue up her slit, her breath hitches so hard she nearly comes off the bed. I do it again, slower this time, savoring the taste of her. She’s slick and sweet and so goddamn responsive.
Her hands fist in my hair, and she lets out a sound that’s half-moan, half-curse. “Holy shit, Rogan.”
I grin against her skin and go to work, licking her until she’s gasping and writhing beneath me. I take my time, savoring every sound she makes, every tremor, every gasp. I want to memorize the way she tastes, the way she feels, the way her body tightens as I bring her closer and closer to the edge.
Her thighs clamp around my head, and I swear to God, I could die happy right here. She tastes unreal. Like pure fucking heaven. My hands grip her hips like I’m never letting go. I spread her wider, greedy as hell, and take another hungry lick straight up her slit.
She keens, high and sharp, and her hips buck so hard I have to pin her to the bed, holding her open for my mouth. I nuzzle in, dragging my tongue in slow, lazy circles, then focus on her clit and flick it, light at first. Her whole body quivers. A wild, desperate sound rips out of her. Music to my ears.
I want more. I want her ruined for anyone but me.
I suck her clit, hard, and the minute I do, her back arches off the sheets. She fists both hands in my hair and drags me closer. I groan against her, because fuck, this is everything.
I slide a finger inside her hot and tight pussy, and swear under my breath because holy hell, she’s perfect. My lips worship her clit while my finger works in deep, then deeper, her muscles squeezing me. I curl my finger, and she shatters, moaning my name, loud and reckless.
God. Yes. I could stay right here forever.
When she finally comes, it’s with a scream that echoes off the walls. Her thighs clamp around my head, fingers digging into my scalp. I keep going, drawing out every last shudder, until she’s boneless and spent.
I stand up and drag her up to lie on the pillows at the top of the bed, crawling over her to cover her soft lips with mine. She wraps her hand around the back of my neck and holds me there, like she’s trying to stake a claim. I let her, happy to be claimed.
“You good?” I whisper when she finally lets me up for air.
She nods, eyes glazed, lips swollen. “So good. I can’t feel my toes.”
I laugh and nuzzle her neck, letting the moment linger. I don’t want to rush. I want to take my time, to make this last as long as humanly possible.
But when she hooks her legs around my waist and grinds up against me, all my good intentions go out the window.
I can’t wait another goddamn second. I have to be inside her, have to feel her skin against mine with nothing in the goddamn world between us.
I push up off the bed, my muscles burning, and stand at the edge of the mattress. She watches me, hair wild across my pillow, eyes blown wide with heat and something like wonder. I keep my gaze locked on hers as I undo the button on my jeans with hands that shake hard. There’s none of the patience I used on her. I shove the denim down my thighs, boxers with them, and step out in one motion, leaving myself bare.
The look in her eyes when she sees my cock is almost enough to undo me right there. I’m hard as stone, desperate for her, but her hungry and awed expression makes my pulse slam in my ears. I want her to see all of me, to know I belong to her now. We belong to each other.
I climb onto the mattress, and she’s already reaching for me. Her hands find my hips, trailing up my thighs, fingertips digging in just enough to tell me she wants this as much as I do. She licks her lips, eyes darting down, and my cock jumps under her stare.