Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 113272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
That sent a sharp shard of pleasure through her bloodstream to circle her clit.
She let out a small cry.
“Does that feel good, Butterfly?” he murmured.
“Yes. Yes,” she cried.
Leaning down, he sucked her other nipple into his mouth through the material of his T-shirt.
“Please, please,” she begged as he played with both nipples until she was a mess. She could barely sit still on the counter and her need for release was growing by the second.
“I need more.”
“Shh,” he said. “You don’t want to wake Eli, do you? You’re going to need to stay nice and still and let me do everything.” He drew back and lifted her off the counter.
She let out a cry of protest.
“Hush, Butterfly. I’m just making it easier to get to you.” Reaching under the T-shirt, he drew down her panties. Crouching, he helped her step out of them. Then he stood and lifted her back onto the counter.
“How are you feeling? Not too tired?”
“If you stop now, I’ll kill you,” she told him.
Whoa.
Had that just come out of her? She opened her mouth to take it back when he smiled.
Shock held her frozen. Had she seen him smile before? She couldn’t remember.
But he looked even more impossibly gorgeous. The warmth made him look younger.
Reaching out, she cupped the side of his face. “I like seeing you smile.”
“I didn’t know I could smile anymore,” he told her.
“Maybe you can do it more often.”
“With you around, I just might,” he replied.
She had to blink back tears at that and then he kissed her again, stealing every thought from her mind.
He kissed her deeply before drawing away to move his mouth down her neck.
“Lean back, Butterfly,” he commanded. “Against the mirror. Is that comfortable?”
“Yes.”
“Good, now move your feet up onto the counter.”
She raised her legs, placing her feet on the counter as he crouched down in front of her.
Suddenly, she realized how exposed she was and pushed her legs together.
“Don’t hide from me, Butterfly. I know it’s scary, but I’d never do anything to harm you.”
Shoot.
What was she doing? She knew that.
“What if you don’t like it?” she asked.
“I promise you that’s not going to be a problem. Trust me.”
Nodding, she spread her legs.
“That’s it. Well done.” He ran his hands up the inside of her legs before leaning in to lightly kiss along her pussy.
Oh hell.
Was this really happening?
And then he reached up, parting her lips. He ran his tongue up until he reached her clit. A low moan escaped her. That felt so good.
He continued to play with her, flicking her clit before pushing his tongue lower, deep inside her. She’d never felt anything as amazing as this.
It didn’t take long until she was close to the edge and she knew she was going to come. But he drew away, glancing up at her.
“Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop,” she begged.
“I’m not going to stop,” he promised. “I’m just checking in on you.”
“I’m fine, I’m good, I’m better than that. I’m so close. Please. Please.”
“Shh,” he soothed before kissing along the inside of one thigh. Then he moved to the other thigh and kissed upward.
Nooo.
She needed more than that. She had to come.
He reached her pussy again and started sucking on her clit.
Oh God!
That was so intense. She moaned loudly.
Kellan pulled back and stared up at her. What was he doing? Was he trying to torture her?
This was so mean. He was dangling an orgasm right in front of her.
“Shh, Butterfly. You need to be quieter or you’ll wake Eli.”
“I don’t know if I can. What you’re doing feels so amazing.”
“Every time you’re loud, I’ll have to stop,” he warned.
Shoot.
She didn’t want that! She nodded.
“Say, ‘Yes, Kellan. I understand.’”
Yep. He was going to kill her.
“Yes, Kellan I understand.”
“That’s my good girl.”
Oh, she liked being his good girl. She liked the praise, something she’d had very rarely. Actually, the only praise she could remember hearing was from Pop-Pop and a few teachers.
Arabella shuddered, holding back her cries so they were just quiet whimpers as he drove her higher and higher. Her breathing grew faster.
She was so close.
And almost anxious that she wasn’t going to get there. No, no, no.
This had to happen. She couldn’t stand it if her brain stopped her from feeling this pleasure.
“Stop thinking,” he ordered. “I’m in charge right now. Not you.”
Tell that to her stupid brain.
Smack!
The slap was light. It barely stung. But it was enough to bring her out of her spiral.
“Deep breath in,” he said. “Now out.”
She followed the commands.
“All you have to do is what I tell you to.” He pushed a finger deep inside her. “Clench down.”
She clenched down and he drew his finger in and out. Slowly, then faster.
Her breathing hitched.
God, that felt good.
“Deep breath in. Now out. Good. You’re doing so well. I want you to cup your breast.”