Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 91767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Good lord….
I nod, unable to form a single word.
“Is this your favorite place to come, angel?”
I shrug. “I….”
“Answer my question,” he says, sterner.
“I’ve never….”
He turns me back toward him as his eyes flicker with arousal. “You’ve never taken someone here before?”
My eyes search his.
“Doe?”
“No,” I whisper, ashamed. “I’m sorry I’m not more experienced for you.”
Unexpectedly, he breaks into a beautiful smile and it makes my heart skip a beat.
Pleasing this man is my new favorite thing.
He puts his finger under my chin and brings my face up to his. “Don’t ever apologize for making me happy.”
“That makes you happy?”
“Very.” He dips his head and kisses me, his lips lingering over mine before turning me away from him to face the wall. He rearranges my hands up on the tiles above my head before pulling my hips back toward him and spreading my legs wider.
I’m completely at his mercy as he moves me into the position he wants.
I can feel my excited pulse all over.
The chemistry between us is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
Does he feel it too?
“Why would that make you happy?” I ask as I act dumb.
“Because I want you here.” He slides his finger in my ass to the knuckle and I whimper as my eyes roll back in my head.
He kisses my neck from behind, his teeth grazing my skin as he slowly pumps me with it, and just when my body begins to relax against him he removes it.
Don’t stop.
He goes back to washing my back, his soapy hands roam all over me and I reach for his cock and he steps back.
“No.”
“No?” I frown.
“No.”
“I can’t touch you?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
He takes my face into his hands as he stares down at me. “I’m waiting.”
“For what?”
A sudden disappointing thought flashes through my brain…. Oh.
He doesn’t want me like this.
“That’s why you’re here, isn’t it?” I ask. “You want to come with me fucking you?”
“No.”
“How do you want to come?”
“Patience, my love.” His teeth drag my bottom lip out and I whimper as I hang somewhere between pleasure and pain.
“Good things come to those who wait.”
4
Alora.
Wait…what? I stare up at him as I try to work out what’s going on here.
This man is so confusing.
He’s hard and ready, obviously aroused, but then doesn’t want sex. He’s only interested in my orgasms.
I have no idea what’s going on. I can’t read him at all.
He stands behind me, his teeth grazing up and down my neck as his fingers slide through the wet flesh between my legs. He finds the spot that makes me shudder and I feel him smile up against my skin. “You like that?” he murmurs darkly.
I nod, unable to form a coherent word.
“Just like that, baby.” His fingertips flick fast and furiously over my clitoris and I nearly pass out from the pleasure.
“Oh…fuck.” My legs go weak beneath me.
He chuckles. “Hold it.”
How the hell am I supposed to hold it? He’s getting off on making me come.
Don’t come, whatever you do don’t come.
He grabs my clitoris and pulls it aggressively and I nearly convulse as an orgasm explodes through me.
He pulls and pumps me through it, never have I come by having my clitoris aggressively tugged.
What the actual fuck?
Who does that….
Who knew that that would feel good? I sure as hell didn’t and I own a clitoris.
He turns me back toward him, his hand still wedged tightly between my legs.
“You’re beautiful when you come, Miss Doe.” He smiles as he kisses me, his fingers start again and I step back from him.
“No more.”
His face falls.
“I need a break. I can’t keep coming again and again.”
He chuckles. “I beg to differ.” He takes his hand away and wraps me in his arms.
I’m sated and sleepy and I lean up against his broad chest as the hot water runs over us.
There’s an elephant in the room, one that I’m not allowed to touch. His huge erection pressing against my stomach.
“Let’s go and have some dinner,” he murmurs.
Huh?
What about your dick?
I don’t like this; it feels like there is an uneven power exchange. He needs to come too.
I slide my hand down through his pubic hair and he steps back. “I said not yet,” he says sternly, as if annoyed he turns and gets out of the shower.
I stay under the water and let it run over me. My body is throbbing, swollen and wet from his strong fingers and yet I’m not even allowed to touch him.
Huh?
He dries himself and wraps a towel around his waist and then holds a towel out for me. I turn the taps off and step into his arms, he carefully dries me and then wraps the robe around my shoulders. “You need to eat,” he says from behind me into my hair.
I’m really not sure what’s going on here but fuck, the anticipation is killing me.