Total pages in book: 122
Estimated words: 115291 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 576(@200wpm)___ 461(@250wpm)___ 384(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115291 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 576(@200wpm)___ 461(@250wpm)___ 384(@300wpm)
“Fuck,” I hissed. Then I saw Aria’s expression. She was looking down at my dick with wide, curious eyes. It was so fucking obvious that she had never seen a cock. It took all of my self-control not to tangle my fingers in her hair and guide her head down to sink myself into her enticing mouth.
“You’re going to be the death of me, Aria,” I murmured.
Aria quickly looked up, practically squirming from embarrassment. Her blue eyes met mine and I just wanted to kiss her senseless, press her into the mattress and show her how good I could make her feel. I’d desired women before, but it had been a brief burst of interest, a flicker that had been snuffed out as quickly as it had come, but my need for Aria burnt deeper, fiercer. Aria’s gaze dipped down to my chest then slid lower once more.
“If you keep looking at my cock with that stunned expression, I’m going to combust.”
“I’m sorry if my expression bothers you, but this is new for me. I’ve never seen a naked man. Every first I’ll experience will be with you, so…” Aria said defensively.
I wanted to laugh at how oblivious she was to the reality of the situation. She didn’t realize how much I burnt up for her, how fucking hard the thought of being her first made me.
I straightened, bringing our faces close. “It doesn’t bother me. It’s fucking hot, and I’ll enjoy every first you’ll share with me,” I said, dragging my thumb over Aria’s heated cheek. Her eyes flitted up to me and that irresistible mouth tipped up into the small smile that always got me. “You don’t even realize how much you turn me on.”
I kissed her, needing to taste her sweetness. Aria stroked my chest, fueling the desire already burning in my body. I pulled back. “Last night, you asked me if I wanted you to touch me.”
Aria’s lips parted. “Yeah.” She licked her lips, making my insides tight with even more need. “Do you want me to touch you now?”
I wanted everything she was willing to give and more. “Fuck yes. More than anything.” Aria was still covering herself. I grasped her wrist but didn’t pull, wanting her to do this on her own terms. Another first. “Let me see you.”
Insecurity flashed across her face. I didn’t understand how a girl as beautiful as her could be shy about presenting herself. Her body was destined to bring men to their knees, even when she was only mine to see. She finally lowered her hand to her lap. My eyes took her in and my desire burned even hotter.
“I know they’re not big,” Aria said, bringing my attention back to her insecure face.
“You’re fucking beautiful, Aria,” I said, but my mind kept straying to her previous question. “Do you want to touch me now?”
Aria gave a quick nod, licking those irresistible lips, before she brushed her fingertips along my cock. The touch was barely existent, but fuck, it zipped through every muscle in my body, and my chest constricted in a sharp exhale. My gaze lifted to Aria’s face, the way her lips were parted and her eyes shone with fascination. Fuck. No one had ever looked at my dick like that. She was so goddamn innocent, so beautifully mine. Her fingertips touched my tip and I jerked, barely holding back an upwards thrust. Fucking Aria’s hand would have only disturbed her. Her innocence was torture and pleasure combined.
I allowed her to explore me for as long as I could stand it before gritting out, “Take me in your hand.”
Aria’s grip on my dick was as non-existent as her touch had been. She pumped her hand up and down, too gently, too slowly. I reclined on the pillow. Her cheek turned pink under my unwavering attention. Maybe it would have been easier for her if I’d looked away, but I simply couldn’t.
“You can grip harder.”
Aria’s fingers became firmer around my dick but still nowhere as hard as I wanted or needed it. This was sweet torture.
“Harder. It won’t fall off.”
Shame flashed across Aria’s face and she wrenched her hand away, averting her eyes. “I didn’t want to hurt you,” she whispered, sounding ashamed and on the verge of crying. Fuck. I was torn between laughter because she actually thought she could hurt me, and frustration because of my blue balls, but I pushed both down.
Grabbing Aria’s arms, I pulled her on top of me, forcing her to meet my gaze. “Hey,” I murmured, surprised by the calm note of my voice when inside I was close to combusting. “I was teasing you. It’s okay.” I kissed her, my lips stroking hers open, tasting her, forcing her to relax into the kiss, and soon she did. I stroked her body, my hand slowly making its way over the enticing swell of her ass. My fingers dove between her thighs. Aria halted when I traced my fingertips over her crotch. I kept my touch light, reminding myself over and over again that this was new for her. When she relaxed and the fabric of her panties was soaked, I ventured under the material. A growl lodged itself in my throat at the silky feel of Aria. Her blue eyes locked on mine with need and curiosity as I brushed my fingers along her tender flesh up to her clit. Aria released the most torturous moan before she leaned in for another kiss, surprising me when she deepened it on her own while she rocked lightly against my fingers as I stroked her.