Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
“I don’t want to be. But I don’t know what to expect.”
“Expect to enjoy every second of what we do together.” His gentle touches unwound my anxiety, and as his mouth warmed the underside of my breast, I arched my back. He moved up and pinned my nipple between his lips, then opened his mouth wide around it. When he sucked, I dragged my fingers through his hair.
Slow, so slow. Each caress erased my fear and replaced it with desire. His kisses multiplied, fanning out across my breasts and up to my neck. When he nibbled at my ear, I had a brief vision of flipping him over and sinking down on his cock. My whimper drew a quiet laugh that rumbled from his chest to mine.
“Impatient?”
“Yes.” I wrapped my legs around his hips. “I want it.”
“And you’ll have it.” He took my lips, ravishing my mouth with his wicked tongue before sinking down my body and placing a wet kiss on my pussy.
I jerked, but he held my hips in place as his tongue swirled and flicked. He grabbed my ass with greedy hands and lifted me to his mouth. Digging my heels into his back only spurred him to lick me faster, his tongue mastering my clit as I tried to quell the pleasure that threatened to overcome me. My legs shook, everything in my body going tight as he groaned against me, the vibration sending me to a level of arousal I didn’t know existed.
“If you don’t stop, I’m going to—” Too late. My mind blanked, and fireworks fizzed behind my eyelids. “Nate!” He kept the pressure on, making sure I was drawn under the tidal wave of pleasure. I happily sank beneath the water, relishing the rolling waves, each one gentler than the last.
He licked and sucked, his mouth covering me and wringing every last bit of release from my body. With one last kiss, he said, “That’s my girl.”
Those words added to the warmth already twirling in my chest. He climbed up my body and kissed me, the slight taste of myself an erotic treat. When he’d gotten me breathless again, he pulled back and reached for the drawer on his nightstand.
“Are you…” I would rather club a seal than continue with the question, but I had to ask. “Are you clean?”
“Yes.” He peered into my eyes. “I always wrap it up.”
I shook my head. “I want to feel you.”
His jaw tightened, and I realized just how tense he’d been this whole time. He was on a hair trigger, one I wanted to pull.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. I’ve been on birth control for a year.”
“Why?” He returned to me, lying between my thighs, his heavy body weighing me down deliciously.
“Just helps with my period, and”—embarrassment crept into my voice—“and I’ve been hoping for this day for a long time.”
His gaze softened, though the rest of him was rock hard. “Have I mentioned that I don’t deserve you?”
I smiled and pulled his face to mine, kissing him with my whole heart. He ran a hand through my hair, his other hand sliding down to my hip. Careful not to squeeze the bruised spot, he moved his hand around and palmed my ass.
When his cock pressed against me, I tensed.
He pulled back. “I need you relaxed. That’s the only way you’ll be able to take what I’m giving you.”
“Okay.” I let out a long breath. “I can relax.”
He kissed down my jaw. “Do you need to come all over my face again? I’m happy to oblige.”
I grabbed his shoulders. “I’m ready. But maybe I can touch it some first?”
“My pleasure.” Sitting back on his knees, he pulled me up with him.
Wrapping my hand around him, I swallowed hard. I’d never put anything inside myself wider than a tampon. Nate was much wider.
“It’ll fit.” He smirked. “Barely.”
A bead of moisture at the tip drew my eye. I ran my thumb across it and licked.
He groaned and grabbed my knee. “You trying to kill me?”
“No.” I ran my finger down his abs and grabbed his cock again. “Just trying to see how this is going to work. Porn isn’t as informative as you’d think.”
“You want to see, huh?”
I nodded.
“Spread your pussy lips. Two fingers.” He took my hand and slid it between my thighs. “Open your fingers. Perfect.” His eyes fixed on where I spread myself for him. “How am I going to last?” He seemed to be speaking more to himself.
“How long do you last?”
His cocky smirk returned. “As long as you need me to.” He moved closer and ran his cock head between my fingers, up and down my slick skin.
I jolted as he made contact with my clit.
“Keep watching that pretty pussy.”
I leaned forward and followed his strokes, the whole image of him touching me like this sending flames licking along my body. It was obscene and addictive.