Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 40297 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40297 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
My tongue swept through her drenched folds, and I groaned at the feel of her wet heat beneath my mouth. Cecily cried out, her hips lifting to meet me, and her hands clutching desperately at my hair.
“Joder, estás chorreando.”
“Ares! Yes.” Her voice broke beautifully around my name.
My pulse thundered as I teased her, my tongue dragging deliberately over her clit, drawing helpless sounds from her lips.
I slid two fingers deep inside her, curling them rhythmically, feeling her body tighten and respond to each thrust. My mouth didn’t let up, relentless as I feasted on her until she writhed beneath me, her thighs trembling and breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
“Please,” she begged for release. “Ares, don’t stop—”
Not a fucking chance in hell. Instead, I pushed her harder, driving her toward the edge, my fingers moving deeper and faster as I sucked and flicked her sensitive nub. I felt the moment she lost herself completely, her body arching as her cries filled the room, my name spilling from her lips in a desperate plea.
The sound of her climax sent white-hot desire pulsing through me, tightening my body with urgent need. My cock ached, and my jeans felt unbearably tight, but I held myself back.
This was about her right now. Her pleasure and satisfaction.
When she finally eased down, her body flushed and utterly wrecked, I pressed one last kiss against her center and slowly lifted myself. Her breathing was heavy, and her eyes were glazed with satisfaction as she stared up at me.
I didn’t say anything, just slid my arms beneath her, lifted her effortlessly before I headed for the bedroom.
Cecily’s arms stayed looped around my neck, her body soft and flushed against mine while I crossed the room and laid her carefully across the center of the bed. The sheets were still tangled from the night before, carrying the faint scent of her shampoo and sex. My pulse kicked harder at the sight of her stretched out there—her hair spread wildly over my pillows, lips swollen from my mouth, and thighs still trembling faintly from the way I’d just made her come.
Mine.
The thought settled deep in my chest in the best possible way.
I stripped fast, yanking my shirt over my head before shoving my jeans and boxer briefs down my legs. Her eyes followed every movement, lingering openly on my cock, and fuck if that didn’t send heat slamming through me all over again.
“You keep looking at me like that,” I muttered as I climbed onto the bed over her, “and I’m gonna lose what little fucking control I’ve got left.”
Her cheeks turned pink, but she didn’t look away. And fuck if that didn’t just make me harder.
I settled over her, bracing myself on one forearm while my other hand slid down her side, my fingers tracing every curve. I couldn’t get enough of touching her. My mouth followed wherever my hands went—her throat, shoulders, and collarbone. I bit lightly at the soft skin beneath her ear and felt her shiver under me.
“Ares,” she whispered, her fingers dragging through my hair.
The sound of my real name on her lips always did dangerous shit to my head.
I kissed lower, dragging my tongue over the swell of her breasts before sucking one nipple deep into my mouth. Her back arched, a needy sound spilling from her lips while I worked her over slowly, alternating between licking, sucking, and scraping my teeth lightly over the sensitive peaks until she writhed beneath me.
“Fuck, baby,” I groaned against her skin. “These pretty tits drive me insane.”
Her fingers painfully yanked my hair when I bit down just enough to make her gasp.
I switched to the other breast, giving it the same filthy attention while my hand slid lower over her stomach, my fingertips teasing the inside of her thigh. Every inch of her reacted to me so perfectly.
When I finally started sliding down her body again, intent on tasting her until she was shaking apart all over another time, her hand landed against my chest. I paused and looked up at her, my brow raised.
She bit her lip, suddenly shy in a way that made my cock twitch. Her eyes darted downward briefly toward my erection before flicking back to mine.
“I want to…” She blushed harder. “You know.”
A grin spread slowly across my face. “You wanna suck me off, baby?”
Her lips parted slightly before she nodded.
Fuck.
The image alone nearly took me out.
I leaned down and kissed her hard before pulling back enough to rasp, “Scoot up the bed for me.”
She moved immediately, pushing herself higher against the pillows while I shifted over her, settling carefully so my thighs bracketed her head. My cock hung directly above her mouth now, achingly hard and the tip glistening with precome.
“Open up.” My tone was grittier than I’d intended from the control it was taking to hold myself back from lowering down and fucking her mouth.