Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 61851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 309(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 309(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
“Derek, please,” she begged, then shuddered when he dragged the pads of his fingers against that sweet spot inside of her.
“Please what, sweetheart?” he asked, curious to know if she’d say the actual words.
She bit her bottom lip, and when he flicked his thumb across her clit, her eyes nearly rolled back in her head. “Let me . . . make me come.”
He tipped her head back even farther and skimmed his lips up along the side of her neck. “You’re not ready yet.”
“I’m beyond ready,” she whispered, panting for breath. “You’re teasing me.”
He chuckled against her throat. “It’s called edging, and by the time I let you orgasm, it’s going to feel so fucking good and intense because of how much you want it. How much you need it.”
He captured her mouth again in a series of deep, drugging kisses, sending her body on a roller coaster of high and lows, again and again, until he finally felt the car slow as they exited the highway. Knowing they only had about five more minutes before they arrived at her house, he finally let her climax. He lifted his head to watch her face as she fell over the edge—a stunning sight that made his cock throb in the confines of his slacks.
She whimpered, trying to be quiet, while her pussy spasmed and clenched tight around his fingers and her entire body jerked with the last bit of pleasure coursing through her.
“So fucking beautiful,” he murmured, removing his hand from beneath her dress, and while she watched, he sucked the taste of her from his fingers.
She exhaled a deep, shuddering breath, her eyes dark with desire. “God, the things you do to me.”
He gave her a slow, sinful grin full of intent. “Oh, I’m just getting started tonight.”
The Town Car pulled into Jessica’s driveway, and Derek lifted her off his lap so he could open the back door, then helped her out. He let the driver know he was done for the night, then he grabbed Jessica’s hand and promptly escorted her to the front door. Once inside her house, he led her straight up to her bedroom, because the only thing he could think of was burying his cock inside her warm, willing body.
He switched on the nightstand light so he could see all of her. Anxious to feel her bare skin, he quickly helped her out of her gown, until she was standing in front of him, her full breasts encased in a sexy beige satin and lace bra and a pair of matching panties that was sexy as fuck and made his dick ache.
He must have been staring at all her gorgeous curves for longer than he’d realized, because she moved toward him and started tugging off his clothes with as much impatience as he’d just exhibited. His jacket came first, and while he yanked the bow tie around his neck loose, she attacked the front of his shirt, nearly ripping off the buttons in her haste to strip him bare.
He kicked off his shoes, removed his socks, and both of their hands collided at the belt around his waist. She looked up at him with a lust-filled gaze, then shook her head, causing all that silky hair to cascade around her shoulders and down to the swells of her luscious breasts.
“Let me,” she said huskily, eagerly, and pushed his hand away.
He groaned. Who was he to refuse what the lady wanted? He let her take control of this one thing because he couldn’t resist this uninhibited side to Jessica. Framing her face in his hands, he brought her mouth up to his, kissing her deep and dirty while she attempted to unbuckle his belt, her fingers faltering slightly because of the way he was distracting her.
She managed to open the front of his slacks, and her hand slid inside, stroking and squeezing along the length of his erection through the fabric of his boxer briefs. He growled against her mouth, and when she shoved his pants off his hips and they pooled around his feet, he kicked them off to the side.
He released her mouth, thinking of turning the tables, but she dropped her lips to his neck, trailing soft, damp kisses down to his chest, temporarily short-circuiting some of his brain cells when she grazed her teeth along his nipples. He could have stopped her . . . could have easily pushed her down on the bed and taken control, but her exploration felt too fucking good to end.
Her fingertips grazed along his abs, the muscles there flexing beneath her touch. Her mouth moved down his body, and he tipped his head back and groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as her silken breath made a path to his navel, then traversed lower. Her fingers gripped the waistband of his underwear, and she sank to her knees in front of him while stripping the briefs down his legs for him to step out of.