Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67227 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 336(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67227 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 336(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
He stiffened and his hips jerked forward, the head of his cock nudging the back of her throat. She did her best not to gag and managed to swallow around him, causing the hottest sound to reverberate through him.
Before she could lick and entice him with her tongue, he slipped two fingers inside her and began to suck and nibble on her clit. He pumped those long digits, paused for effect until she writhed in empty agony, only to lick all around her sex, teasing her before filling her again with those fingers and tugging her clit with his teeth.
Her climax took her by surprise, and she forgot everything but the waves of pleasure taking over and consuming her as she ground herself against his mouth, looking to eke out every last second of gratification.
She let her body relax long enough to come back to herself before grasping his cock in her hand to return the favor. One she’d instigated and he’d somehow taken over.
She’d wanted this to be about Dash and what he needed. So she leaned in and sucked him back into her mouth. She wrapped her hand around the thick base of his erection and slid her tongue along his length.
“Fu-u-uck,” he said, pushing deeper.
She pumped her hand and swirled her tongue, over and over, repeating the dual motions until he was pumping in and out while she slid her grip up and down. His cock was hard, his entire body rigid, the sounds coming from him utterly arousing.
Suddenly he yanked himself out of her mouth. “Not coming this way when I could come in your pussy. Now get up here so I can fuck you properly.”
She shook her head and grinned, getting used to his dirty talk during sex. She pushed herself up, and no sooner had she settled against the pillows than he came over her, bracing his hands on either side of her head.
His gaze rested on hers, warm and full of an emotion that frightened her because it was everything she wanted.
“I appreciate my mother and siblings, and I know the guys have my back. But nobody outside of family, real or the band, has ever been there for me the way you have,” he said.
She touched her forehead to his. He deserved it but she didn’t know how to express herself without revealing too much.
“I’m falling for you, Cassidy Forrester.”
She blinked in surprise, her entire body softening at words she’d never thought she’d hear from her fake rock star boyfriend. But then from the beginning, he’d been trying to get her to see they could be more.
“Don’t freak out on me, babe.”
She managed a smile. “I thought I was supposed to be the one reassuring you.”
“You have been.” He ran a hand over her hair, running his fingers through the strands. “You listened to me, you heard me, and you didn’t judge. Then you put your hot mouth over my—”
Laughing, she covered his lips with her hand. “Don’t ruin the sweet moment.”
He licked her palm and her laughter turned to a giggle.
“Grab a condom from the drawer.”
She’d been feeling his hard length pressing insistently against her stomach, and now that he’d all but drawn attention to it, desire and need returned.
She edged closer to his side of the bed, pulled at the drawer, and came back with a foil packet in her hand. She ripped it open. Taking the condom in one hand, she raised his erection in the other and slid the protection over his rigid length.
“Now move to the middle of the bed and lie down.”
* * *
Dash was more than ready to fill her and feel her, warm and wet, pulsing around him. To show her with his body what he was feeling with his heart, even if she wasn’t ready to hear or believe the words.
She lay back against the pillows, her gaze watchful but her body more than ready. He climbed between her legs and lowered his head, his lips capturing hers in a brief kiss, his cock at her entrance. Holding himself in one hand, he slid his erection back and forth through her slick folds, working her up and arousing her with pressure that had her arching up for deeper contact.
She bent her knees, and he thrust inside with one long stroke. “Perfect,” he said on a groan.
“Oh, God, I agree.”
He met her gaze. “I could make it even better.” That’s what he wanted. To make everything better for her the same way she did for him.
She raised her eyebrows, a sensual lift to her lips. “I doubt you could feel any better.”
“I always did like a good dare.” He pulled out, amused at her outraged expression. “Flip onto your stomach.” It wasn’t a request.
Wary but obviously willing, she turned over, coming onto her hands and knees, but that wasn’t what he meant.