Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 26892 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26892 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
I like this new version of myself—daring, shameless, with an unshakeable confidence that feels like it suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Or did it really? It could be that I’ve been slowly chipping away at working on myself. Then again, it could also have something to do with having the right man come along. Gavin has shown me what it feels like to be desired as a woman—sensual, unapologetic, and completely irresistible.
I mean, he paid an awful lot of money to go on a date with me, where he had no problem touching me and I had no problem letting him. He left me with a kiss and made good on his word, calling me later that night. Where we had phone sex, both of us orgasming for each other. Then there’s tonight, where I met him at my front door in not a stitch of clothing. He dropped to his knees, used his mouth to get me off, and believe me, that’s the first time I’ve ever gotten off with a man going down on me. I think it’s safe to assume Gavin Rhodes is peeling off every layer of hesitation right along with his clothes.
“Let me,” I whisper, my voice rough and raspy as my hands reach for his belt as he rips the buttons off his shirt before pulling it open. He lets out a growl, his gray eyes burning me alive. His broad shoulders, hard muscles, and toned torso come into view. A whimper lodges in the back of my throat. My fingers tremble as I unfasten the leather, pulling it through each belt loop and dropping it to the floor. I pop open the top button, shove the zipper down, and reach inside the dark fabric.
Only to realize he’s commando.
A sharp exhale escapes my lips as his cock springs free, thick and fully erect. My hand wraps around him, palming his heat. Gavin feels incredibly warm, like smooth silk over hard steel, long and impossibly thick. The tips of my fingers barely graze one another. His flared head is larger than I’ve ever anticipated, heavy and glistening with precum. I smooth my palm over his length, feeling the solid vein on the underside of his cock throb beneath the skin. My other hand glides down, cupping his heavy balls, gently rolling them. I look up, noticing his jaw is clenched so hard a muscle ticks in his cheek. He lets out a harsh, ragged hiss, his hand shooting out to grip the nape of my neck firmly, holding me in place.
“Goddamn, Genevieve,” he grits out, his fingers tightening in my hair just enough to make my scalp tingle. He’s coming unraveled, and I’m the person doing it to him. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me. In about two minutes, I’m going to have you cock in that pretty little mouth of yours, but not yet.”
“Not yet?” I look up at him through my lashes, lips parting in a breathless gasp.
“Not yet, baby girl,” he rumbles, his thumb rubbing the side of my neck as he stares down at me with a raw, undeniable intensity. “I need to be inside you. Right fucking now.” He pulls back just enough to kick off his shoes, then sheds his pants and socks. When he’s done, he stands beside the bed as naked as I am, a masterpiece of hard muscles, dark hair, and insatiable hunger. Gavin climbs onto the mattress, crowding me. He grips my hips and gently forces me to my back. His big palms skim down my inner thighs, pushing me wide open. And he settles right between them, his nostril flaring as he takes in the sight of my soaked center, his eyes turning almost charcoal with the effort he’s taking to hold himself back.
“Gavin,” I moan, my hands coming up to grasp his powerful biceps, feeling the hard, solid muscles flexing beneath my touch.
“Look at you,” he growls, hovering above me, his massive frame completely darkening the room. “So wet for me. So soft.” He guides the tip of his cock between the lips of my pussy, sliding the smooth, wide head back and forth through my slickness, gathering my wetness and coating his entire length. The sensation of his hot, thick head pressing against my entrance has my hips lifting off the mattress, searching for more.
“Patience,” he instructs, his voice turning into a low, commanding purr that sends a shiver through my body. “I’m going to take this nice and slow, Genevieve. You’re so tight, baby girl. The last thing I want to do is to hurt you and not be able to take you for a few days.” I swallow hard. My nails dig into the back of his arms as his mushroom-shaped tip begins to slowly part the lips of my pussy. The sheer size of him stretches me, and a dizzying, intense pressure fills me up inch by agonizing inch.