Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
I almost moaned in protest when Kellion pulled away, but my sense of loss dissipated when I felt his burning gaze on my breasts.
He cupped them, squeezing, groaning in Greek. I had no idea what he was saying, but I had a feeling it was flattering, with the way his breathing had become harsher, the sounds filling the room.
“I have a feeling I’ll be addicted to your taste.” It was his only warning before he dipped his head and took one nipple into his mouth.
I let out a silent moan, my body instantly arching against his, pushing my nipple further into his mouth. Never, I thought dazedly. Never, never, never had I imagined it would feel this good to have a man’s mouth on my breast. But deep inside I knew it wasn’t just that. Knew that it could only feel this good because it was Kellion Argyros doing it to me.
I gripped his hair as he began to suck. The harder he sucked, the tighter I held on to him, but Kellion didn’t seem to mind. If anything, it aroused him even more, with the way he was practically eating my breast, one after the other. The agonizing beauty of it had me closing my eyes. I just wanted to feel. Just feel Kellion eating me. Pleasuring me.
Kellion had pulled away again, but the cold blast from the air-conditioning kept my nipples erect. It almost felt like even the air was in his command, and he wanted me unbearably aroused every second.
“Aria...”
I looked at him.
“I’m going to make you come.” He wasn’t really asking, but looking at his tense face, I knew he wouldn’t do anything further if I had said no. And maybe I should. Maybe saying ‘no’ was the right thing to do.
But right now, saying ‘no’ was also the impossible thing to do.
Kellion’s eyes were on me as he slowly reached for the buttons of my jeans, waiting for me to say or do anything to stop him. I didn’t. I didn’t want to, and when he had completely unbuttoned my jeans, he knew it, too.
He placed a short hard kiss on my lips just before he worked on undressing me completely, pulling my jeans off my legs then throwing them on the floor. When he reached for my panties, I froze for a second, my nerves suddenly getting the better of me.
Kellion straightened, whispering into my ear, “Weren’t you the one who told me I should be scared of you?”
The words irritated me, stung my pride, and I automatically moved to hit him. It was exactly what Kellion wanted me to do, and with a laugh he simply captured my wrist and brought my fingers to his mouth.
“Relax, baby.” Looking at me, he nipped them one by one, and for some reason, I found myself slowly relaxing. When he started sucking on my fingers, my chest started tightening again.
Releasing my fingers, he said quietly, “Baby?”
Slowly, I nodded. This time, when he reached for my panties again, I didn’t resist. My entire body trembled as he slowly peeled my last bit of clothing away.
And then I was naked, completely naked, and entirely bared to his gaze. I moved to cover myself instinctively but stopped when Kellion shook his head.
“Let me look at you.” A command that had me catching my breath, my senses rioting.
My arms fell back to my sides, my body turning pink at his gaze. It seduced me, possessed me, and by the time he moved forward to kiss me, I found myself melting into him right away. I was enslaved by his passion, eager to do his bidding. He kissed my neck, and I arched to give him better access. He moved to my breasts, and I cupped them, offering my breasts for him to devour. And when he moved further down, his lips leaving a blazing hot trail against my skin, I could only swallow convulsively and wait.
Whatever he wanted, I would do.
I bit my lip when Kellion parted my thighs, my teeth sinking deeper into my lower lip as he bent down. His head was now between my thighs, so close that I could feel his hot breath tickling my flesh. The longer he gazed, the wetter I became, dewy drops turning into an aching moist sensation, making my folds slippery.
His fingers tightened on my thighs, telling me without words that he was about to do something—-
Aaaaaaah.
I could feel my eyes rolling back as he started licking me. Slowly, surely, his expertise making every stroke count. He licked me so beautifully I found myself forgetting everything but him.
Gradually, I felt his licks becoming faster, just the right kind of rougher. His fingers released my thighs, going to my folds so he could part them wide open. It made me ache even more, and a shudder racked my body when I felt his tongue pushing inside me.