Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
I grinned down at her. “I bet you do.”
“So you have everything you need there?”
I bent, brushing my lips over her neck and up to her ear. “Probably. No underwear, maybe.”
“So you’d be commando?”
“Yep. Naked under my suit with you on my mind all day. No doubt hard and wishing the wool rubbing my cock was your hand.” I bit down lightly. “Or even better, your mouth.”
She whimpered and I kissed her. She flung her arms around my neck, kissing me back, pulling me down and holding me tight. I slid my tongue along hers, addicted to her taste. Wanting more. Wanting her under me, naked and lost in the passion we shared.
“Stay,” she gasped as I kissed my way to her ear, swirling my tongue on that sensitive spot she had. “I want you.”
I groaned at the feel of her in my arms. Thrilled, knowing she wanted me here as much as I wanted to stay. I walked us back to the bed, sitting her on the mattress and staring down at her. I pulled her heavy shirt over her head, the sight of her full breasts encased in satin and lace erotic. She was breathing hard, her chest rising and falling quickly. Her nipples pressed against the lingerie, firm and pebbled. I nudged her onto her back, divesting her of the jeans and boots she wore, groaning at the pretty pink scrap of lace that hid her sweet cleft from my eyes. In seconds, it was gone, and I tore my jumper over my head, toeing out of my boots, and stripping my jeans off to join hers on the floor.
She watched with a sexy smile playing on her lips, sitting up and unclasping her bra, throwing it past me. Then I was on her, my body covering hers, our mouths connected once again. Despite our height difference, she fit me perfectly, her breasts rubbing my chest, her legs wrapped around my hips, anchoring me to her. I was suddenly desperate for her, as if we hadn’t made love only hours ago. The taste of her in my mouth drove me crazy, the feel of her silky skin on mine pure heaven. I pulled her heavy hair from the band that kept it contained, fisting the silky tresses.
We kissed endlessly, rolling on occasion, our hands constantly caressing, seeking, touching. I sucked at her nipples, rolling the taut peaks under my tongue, teasing and biting lightly. I licked at her fragrant skin, loving her responses. The way she gasped and whimpered. Moaned my name when I slipped my fingers between her legs and stroked her clit. We rolled again so she was on top of me, her head flung back as I teased her hard little nub, spreading her wetness and sliding one finger, then two, inside her as my thumb pressed where she needed it most. Her hair tickled my thighs as she rode my hand, her fingers restlessly sliding over my torso.
“Sully,” she whispered. “Please.”
“Take what you need,” I praised her. “You look so beautiful for me, Autumn. Come on my hand, then you can come on my cock.”
She bit down on her lip, moving faster. Her breathing became erratic, and she whimpered. “You feel so good, but I want more.”
“I’ll give you more,” I promised, my cock hard and aching for her. “I’ll give you everything, but come for me.” I pressed deeper, curling my fingers to find her perfect spot. “Be my good girl and come now.”
She cried out, her release hitting her, drenching my hand. Her muscles clutched at my fingers, her body spasming as she orgasmed, my name escaping her lips on repeat like a prayer.
“Sully, Sully, Sully!” she sang out. “Yes. Oh God, yes. Sully!”
Before she was finished, I sat up, lifting her and slamming her down on my hard cock. The feel of her still orgasming was incredible. She gasped loudly as she surrounded me. I held her hips, grinding into her as I covered her mouth. She was hot, wet, and snug around my shaft. Gripping me. I rolled us over yet again, flinging her legs over my shoulders and driving into her mindlessly. She clawed at my shoulders, arching under me, crying my name. I was too far gone for finesse, for endurance. I chased my orgasm, feeling the pull coming from my balls and gathering like a storm cloud in the base of my cock. Autumn keened my name as she began to shake, her pussy clenching me tight.
I roared out her name as my orgasm hit me. The intense ecstasy rocketed through me, and I yanked her tight, kissing her as the fury of my release hit me. She whimpered into my mouth, her own release winding through her body. The cyclone of pleasure surrounded us, and we were lost in the vortex, the sensations overwhelming and extreme.