Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 105697 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 528(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105697 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 528(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)
Standing, he says, “We can’t have that. The world’s not ready to mourn a sports legend before his time has come.” He slides his hands under my arms and lifts me to my heels like I weigh nothing. Kissing my shoulder, he starts unclasping the eyes from the hooks that hold this corset. Breathing becomes easier with the release of each as his hands trail down my back. “I want you to wear this for me again. Will you do that for me?”
The need to please him is so strong in my bones, the thrill of turning him on is consuming and utterly intoxicating. “Yes, sir.” My throat closes from the horror of my small-town manners kicking in with such ill-timing. “I didn’t—”
“I like it.” A growl rumbles through his chest as the corset comes free, and he smacks my ass. “On the bed. I’m going to make you feel so good.”
He already has . . . I thought I wanted romance, but I’m finding the sting smarting my ass awakens desires I didn’t know I had. I climb so quickly onto the bed and fall flat on my back. He slips off each of my shoes slowly, dropping them to the floor without care as he climbs onto the bed after me. Taking my ankles, he pushes my legs up and anchors them over his shoulders.
I don’t know who I’ve become with him, but I can’t summon shame in the act of being spread apart for him to trace the lines of my body and up the center until our eyes meet again. His fingers run through the desire he’s elicited between my legs, then he brings the tips to his mouth to suck them clean. “Paradise.”
My chest inflates as I watch him savor me like a specialty dish created just for him. His eyes lock on mine when those same fingers circle my entrance and then enter, forcing the breath I was holding to expel. “Ah!” My back arches on the high note.
The shock of the fullness has me breathing through it, willing my body to adjust so I can think clearly again. Pulling out slowly, he says, “You’re doing so good, Sunshine. I can’t wait to feel this tight pussy wrapped around my dick.” Two quick thrusts and a spin of his thumb over my clit have me digging my heels in and unwillingly sliding higher.
The vacancy he leaves when he pulls back causes me to lift my head. Tucked under my legs, his brown eyes have never been darker with need while staring at me. Dipping down, he replaces his mouth with his hand, fucking me with his tongue without warning. I fist the blanket, needing to hold on to something to ground me to this world and this man. I will never survive feeling less than the ecstasy I’m experiencing under his care.
It takes no more than two taps on the place I yearn for him the most to send me over the edge. “Daniel . . .” The vibration of a groan against me sends me skyrocketing into the stars as my body fights to stay in this state forever. Floating in the satisfaction, I start a quick descent too soon back to the here and now.
The weight of him carries as he places kisses up my stomach to my chest like crumbs that will lead him home again. His mouth covers mine, the sensuality of tasting him and me, and that he’s all mine twists my thoughts as I wrap my arms around his neck to deepen it.
But holding him so close, the need to feel him grows greedier and more demanding. “Daniel?” His head only lifts enough for our eyes to latch. “I want you inside me.”
Reaching between us, he’s positioned right where I want him. A taunting push to only bury the tip, his breathing comes as jagged as his words. “Tell me you’re on BC.”
“I am.”
Swift without relent, I’m pierced, my body so his, and my mind living the paradise he speaks of. He stills, his mouth open on my shoulder, the hot air from his heavy breaths splaying over my skin. With my arms tight around him, I open my eyes in time to catch the struggle as his expression filters through pleasure. I understand the pain of it feeling so good. Too good.
I’m so full I don’t think I can take more, though I want to. I need him to thrust into me, to claim me in a way I’ve never wanted before. I rub his back and whisper, “I need you to move, Daniel.”
A smile glides into place as he pushes up and pulls out of me. His eyes stay on me, traveling down to watch my breasts bounce with each thrust before taking the tip in his mouth and toying with my nipple between his teeth. A sharpness shoots through me, making me push for more of the pleasure as he fills me.