Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29394 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29394 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
She moans, her eyes fluttering open.
“Are you okay?” I press my lips to her neck, tasting her salty sweetness.
“I’m …” She runs her fingers through my hair. “I’m perfect.”
“I agree.” I kiss up her throat and take her mouth again, more gently this time. Her swollen lips are soft and wonderful against mine.
When I pull back and look into her eyes, I search for pain or regret or anything that might be lurking beneath her surface. Instead, I find warmth. The sort of warmth I’ve never experienced, and fuck if I don’t find myself already addicted to it. I want that look in her eyes, and I always want it directed at me. Only me.
“What?” She puts her palm on my cheek.
“Hmm?” I lean into her touch.
“You just had this look. It was sort of … wistful.”
I smile. “I don’t think anyone’s ever called me wistful before.” I turn my head and kiss her palm. “I just love the way you look at me.”
“You do?”
I meet her gaze again. “Yes. I’m greedy for it. For you.” I kiss her, sliding my tongue against hers as heat begins to build inside me again.
She angles her hips, then gasps. “You’re hard?”
“I’m still inside you.” I thrust lightly. “I don’t think it’s possible for me to be anything but hard. You feel so fucking good.”
She bites her lip.
“That’s my job.” I tease her lower lip between my teeth, then start a slow rhythm. “Are you all right?”
“Yes.” She arches for me. “Right there.” Her eyelids flutter closed.
“Look at me like a good girl.” I pull back and keep moving inside her. When her gaze finds mine, I can’t deny our connection. It’s so much more than physical. It’s … everything. She’s everything.
“There it is again.” She pulls me down to her, our lips meeting as my hips move faster. Our kiss, almost tame at first, builds just like the movement of our bodies. Slow and sensual turns into fast and erotic. I reach down and grip her hips, pulling her onto my cock so I can get deeper, deeper. I never want out.
“Vargas!” She wraps her legs around me, her ankles tangling at my lower back.
“That’s it.” I suck one of her nipples into my mouth, teasing the tip as she gasps. She grips my shoulders, holding on to me as I fill her again and again, my cock already demanding release. “I need you to come for me.” I lick one thumb and press it to her clit, strumming her along with the rhythm of our fucking. “I want to hear it. I want everyone in the fucking house to hear it. To know you’re mine. Say it. Say you’re mine, Cadence.”
“I–” She moans as I swirl around her sensitive nub.
“Be my good girl and say it.” I thrust harder, shaking the bed as her legs begin to tremble.
“I’m–” She licks her lips, her gaze meeting mine. “I’m yours.”
Something clicks in my head, like a puzzle piece falling into place. “Come for me.” I kiss her as her hips lock and she unravels, and I swallow her keening cry. I can’t hold out, her pussy milking me with each wave of her orgasm. I push deep inside and let go, flooding her again, coating her with me as I worship her with my tongue.
I need her. Every fucking bit of her.
Slowing my strokes, I pull out gently and sit back, admiring the way my cum falls out of her swollen cunt. Fucking hot.
She gulps in air, her body flushed and covered with a sheen of sweat. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. My heart thunders, my mind focused solely on the beauty in my bed. My woman. Mine.
Wiping one hand across her brow, she looks up at me. “I think … I think I’m sticky.”
I grin. “Fuck yes, you are.” I lie down next to her and pull her into my arms. “You’ve got me all over you. I want it to stay that way.”
She sighs against my neck. “That’s either the filthiest or the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me.”
I kiss her hair.
“Maybe it’s both.” She laughs as I palm her ass.
“That’s what good girls get. Everything they want and then some.” I can’t keep my hands off her. I know now that I’ll never get enough. It’s like she’s altered my chemistry. My life. My entire world.
“What are you thinking?” she whispers.
That I love you. I’m on the verge of saying it. I know I damn well feel it, even if I’ve never felt this way before in my life. I know what it is. But I don’t want to scare her away. “I’m thinking that this was more than I could’ve imagined.”
“It was?” I can hear the smile in her voice.
“Was it not for you?” I ask.
She giggles. “I’m pretty sure you’ve blown my mind.” A yawn escapes. “And I’ve never felt so tired in my life.”