Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 42332 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42332 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
I leaned in the doorway and watched her. She didn’t see me right away—too busy bending over, her thighs flexing under my shirt, the curve of her ass peeking out from beneath the hem. I shifted, my dick already hard and pressing against the zipper of my jeans. She straightened with a small sigh, then turned and finally spotted me.
Her smile was instant and sweet. “Hi.”
I didn’t answer.
She blinked at me. “Lucas?”
I closed the distance in two strides, wrapped my arm around her waist, and threw her over my shoulder like a damn caveman. She squealed and laughed, squirming slightly—but not trying to get away.
“You’ve been teasing me all damn day, baby,” I growled, striding into the bathroom. “You know what that gets you.”
“A good time?” she guessed sweetly.
I smacked her ass—hard. She gasped and giggled.
“Close.” I kicked the bathroom door shut and flipped on the light. “You’re about to get used, baby. Stripped and spread and filled so deep you’ll forget how to walk straight.”
“You say that like it’s a punishment.”
“Maybe it is.” Steam was already rising from the shower I’d turned on a few minutes earlier. “Guess you’ll just have to suffer.”
She laughed again as I set her on the counter, her bare legs spreading slightly on instinct. She was flushed and warm, the tips of her ears pink. Her eyes sparkled like she already knew what was coming—and wanted every second of it.
I whipped my shirt off her in one smooth motion and let out a low, rough breath.
Perfect tits. Tight pink nipples. Soft skin. Curves made to be held. Her thighs parted a little wider, and between them—smooth, glistening heat. I’d never get tired of looking at her like this. Of knowing she was mine.
“You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
Maren’s breath caught, and a little smile curved her lips. I stepped forward and claimed her mouth with mine, one hand going to the back of her neck, the other sliding up her thigh. When I felt the moisture smeared on her skin by her pussy, I groaned.
“Always so wet for me,” I rasped, dragging my knuckles along the inside of her thigh. “You were made to come on my cock.”
“Yes,” she gasped, leaning into another kiss, her legs wrapping around my hips.
I pulled back and placed my palm gently at the base of her throat. “Beg me.”
“Please,” she whispered, shivering in my hold.
“Tell me who you belong to.”
She replied without hesitation. “You. I’m all yours, Lucas.”
“Such a good girl,” I praised.
“I love you,” she whispered.
The words lit me up like a fucking match to gasoline.
“Stay.” I stripped off my shirt and jeans, dropping them to the floor. My cock sprang free—hard and heavy, already leaking. Her eyes locked onto it, then lifted to meet mine, full of heat and need.
I opened a drawer and pulled out a couple of towels. Her eyes lit up. No nerves or hesitation. Just sweet anticipation. She lifted her arms without being told.
I kissed her neck as I tied her wrists behind her back. Then I stepped back to admire her sitting there with her legs spread wide, pussy dripping for me.
I took my time. My hands roamed every inch of her skin, reacquainting myself with each soft curve and hidden dimple. Then I dropped to my knees and pressed a kiss to her lower belly, letting my mouth rest there. My hands gripped her hips as I murmured, “You’re gonna look so damn beautiful when this belly’s full with my baby.”
She went still—just for a second—then let out a shaky breath as my lips moved lower again, stealing away her ability to think.
My mouth found her clit in the next heartbeat. I devoured her. Ate her like it was my last meal.
She writhed, moaned, and sobbed, but with pleasure coloring every sound. She was so perfect for me—open, needy, and desperate to come.
She did. Twice. Screaming my name. Arching so hard, I had to hold her in place while she came apart.
She gasped as I rose to my feet again, untied her wrists, and caught her up in my arms. I stepped into the shower with her and backed her against the tile, the hot spray soaking us instantly.
Water cascaded over her bare skin as she lifted her arms around my neck, and her slick body pressed against mine. I grabbed her ass, lifted her, and slammed her against the wall—not hard enough to hurt. Her legs wrapped around me again like she’d been born to do it.
She bucked her hips, and I clenched her ass cheeks in my hands. “You take what I give you, baby.”
She moaned. “Yes. Please, Lucas.”
I let the head of my cock slide against her soaked slit, teasing her entrance. She whimpered and squirmed, already desperate and panting. I drove into her in one hard thrust.