Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 131888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
“You’re right. No one forces me to do anything I don’t want to do.”
“I don’t imagine they do,” he murmured.
He jerked when she wrapped her hand around the base of his cock. He held his breath as she lifted it at the same time she lowered her head.
This could be dangerous.
“Liyah… If you want to have sex—” His words were stopped when she smashed a fingertip against his lips at the same time circling the crown of his cock with her warm, wet mouth.
He groaned and forced himself to keep breathing when she just about swallowed him whole.
Holy shit.
Hoooooly shit.
His head dropped forward, and his eyelids slid shut as she worked his cock with her mouth by sucking his length and twirling her tongue around the tip.
His fingers flexed with the urge to grab her head and guide it up and down. Instead, he dug his fingers into his bare thighs… because she stated that no one forced her to do anything she didn’t want to do.
More importantly, she was doing just fine without any guidance.
“Liyah…” came out on a ragged breath.
Her fingers at the root squeezed tighter, making his cock even harder.
He wanted to lift his hips and thrust deeper into her mouth, but if he started doing that, he might not stop until he came. And as much as he was enjoying her giving him head, he really wanted to be inside her when he did so.
After a few more bobs of her head and strokes with her tongue, she released him with a wet pop.
Even though it was over too soon, in reality, it wasn’t. Sucking him had been a very risky move on her part. But he’d keep that fact to himself since he managed not to blow it. Literally. Thank fuck. If he thought the other night had been awkward, coming prematurely would be worse.
“I would take the time to take you to that sweet but sharp edge but if you haven’t noticed, we’re in a community center closet like two naughty teenagers.”
“Thanks for that reminder,” he muttered.
With one side of her mouth pulled up in a semi-smile, she stood, pulled the condom from her bra and ripped the wrapper open, sliding out the latex disc.
“Time to boink?” he asked.
“Time to boink,” she confirmed with a nod.
He was doomed. He just knew he was going to slip and use that stupid term in front of his MC. Or the task force. Then they’d incorporate it into some ridiculous nickname for him.
She grabbed his cock, making him groan, and did the honor of rolling the condom down his hard length. When she was done, she stepped back and surveyed her work for a second, before sliding her panties down her luscious thighs. He tracked them falling to her feet and her stepping out of them before he took his time lifting his gaze, following the long lines of her legs all the way to her sweet, sweet pussy.
Fuuuuuck.
His mouth watered when he remembered the taste of her arousal when he sucked it off his fingers the other day.
With a sly smile, she straddled his thighs but remained on her feet. When her hands landed on his shoulders, he automatically grabbed her hips in preparation.
“Look at me,” she ordered softly.
He pulled in a breath.
“Nox… look at me.”
He took his time lifting his gaze until he reached her gorgeous face and found her focused on his. With their eyes locked, she held the base of his cock in one hand, curled the other around the back of his neck, then sank down slowly.
A satisfied sigh slipped from him when he was enveloped in what felt like warm velvet. And when her pulsing pussy squeezed his cock, a groan worked its way up his throat next. She caught it in her mouth as she pressed her lips to his, kissing him long and hard as she did what she said earlier… She kept her weight off both him and the chair as she slid up and down his length.
His hands slipped from her hips to her ass where he dug in his fingers, getting a good grip and feeling her muscles work as she continued to ride his cock at a steady, sensual pace.
With their tongues doing the Tango and her nails scraping along his skin, he lost himself in her.
For the moment, everything was wiped clean. His life a completely blank slate.
Nothing else existed outside of the two of them. Not her family. Not his. Not even any distant memories.
Memories that could derail this moment, if he let them. He needed to prevent that. So, despite the kiss, he opened his eyes and concentrated on the woman willing to have sex with him in this storage space.
Willing to deal with his issues, for some unknown reason.
The second he fisted her hair, her mouth popped open, and the kiss ended abruptly.