Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 56395 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56395 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
I dragged the fabric over her head, leaving her in a pale lace bra that framed her full tits, nipples pushing tight against the cups. My cock jerked at the view, and a low, involuntary sound rolled out of my chest as I sat back long enough to look my fill.
“Fucking perfect,” I murmured, tracing one finger along the upper curve of her breast while her skin flushed beneath the path. She started to fold her arms across herself out of shy instinct, but I caught both wrists and guided them above her head, holding them against the quilt with one hand. “No hiding from me, baby. I’ve dreamed about seeing you like this, and now I’m going to look as long as I damn well please.”
Her lips parted as my gaze moved down her body, lingering over the deep valley between her breasts, the narrow line of her waist, and the gentle softness of her stomach above her jeans. She should have looked vulnerable beneath me with her wrists captured and her body exposed, but all I saw was the woman who had trusted me enough to give me this moment. The need to worship every inch of her tangled with the darker desire to mark her so thoroughly that no one could look at her without knowing she belonged to me.
I released her wrists so I could reach behind her and unfasten her bra. When I peeled the lace away, the globes spilled free into my hands, more perfect than anything my imagination had produced. I closed my palms around them and felt her back arch, a breathless cry escaping as my thumbs swept over tight nipples.
“That’s it,” I praised, rolling the sensitive peaks between my fingers while her thighs shifted restlessly around my knee. “Let me hear what you like. I want every sound, Jacqueline.”
She moaned when I lowered my head and pulled one nipple into my mouth. The taste of her skin went straight to my balls, tightening them while I sucked and flicked my tongue over the hardened peak. Her fingers clenched in my hair, holding me against her as her hips began moving in small, helpless rolls against my thigh.
“Brogan,” she whimpered when I changed to the other side, scraping my teeth lightly over the bud before drawing it deep into my mouth. Her body trembled beneath me, and the sound of my name breaking in her throat turned every thought I had filthy.
“Gonna make you feel so fucking good.” I kissed down the center of her stomach, pausing to press my tongue into her navel while my hands found the button of her jeans. “I’ve spent six days thinking about what you taste like. Wondering if your pussy gets as pink and sweet as the rest of you.”
Her thighs clamped around my hips, but I opened the button and worked the zipper down before hooking my fingers beneath the waistband. “Lift.”
She raised her hips without hesitation, letting me pull the denim down over the lush curve of her ass. I stripped the jeans from her legs and tossed them away, leaving her in tiny blue panties already darkened between her thighs.
The visible evidence of her desire nearly broke me. I spread her knees and settled between them, staring at the wet patch while my cock strained so hard inside my jeans that every heartbeat pulsed through the thick length. Jacqueline tried to close her legs when she realized what I could see, but I caught her thighs and pushed them wider, holding her open with a firm grip that made her breath hitch.
“Fucking hell, look at you. You were made for sin.” I lowered my mouth to the delicate skin inside one thigh, biting hard enough to leave a mark. Then I worked my way higher while her muscles trembled under my lips. “Look how wet you are for me, baby. Already soaked through your panties.”
Her cheeks burned crimson, but her hips lifted toward me. “You say the dirtiest things.”
“And your pussy gets wetter every time.” I grinned as I traced her damp center with one finger. Her entire body jolted, and a broken moan filled the room as I dragged the digit from her opening to the swollen little bundle at the top. “Love it when you blush like that, but your body knows what it wants.”
I hooked my fingers into the sides of her panties and pulled them down with deliberate slowness, watching her bare pussy come into view one tempting inch at a time. She was pink, swollen, and glistening enough to make my mouth water. Her legs moved restlessly, and the soft lips parted, showing me her sweet little bud just begging for my mouth.
I shoved the ruined panties into my back pocket, then spread her thighs until she had nowhere to hide from the hunger in my eyes. “I haven’t even fucked you yet, and I’m already losing my mind.”