Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 92422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
I have no idea why that mental image is so erotic.
That thought disintegrates when he tweaks the tightly puckered buds.
A gasp escapes from me. There’s a bite of pain before pleasure rushes in to drown it.
“You like that, sweet girl?”
His teeth scrape against the curve of my jaw as he repeats the movement.
A tortured groan is the only response I’m capable of giving.
“If I slip my hand into that shameless excuse for underwear, am I going to find your little pussy soaking wet and sobbing for me?”
Oh god…
I didn’t expect him to have such a dirty mouth.
A rush of heat fills my thong.
“Hmmm?” He nips my ear as he pinches me again. “You didn’t answer the question.”
That’s because I’ve been rendered speechless. My brain is short-circuiting, and I’m unable to string together a passable answer. If I open my mouth, all that will come out is gibberish.
He’s barely touched me and I’m already dancing on the precipice.
If this is any indication of what the night will bring, I totally understand why girls leave his bed with a smile and nothing but praise.
“Guess I’ll have to figure it out myself.”
One hand drifts from my breast, along my ribcage and belly before delving past the elastic band of my thong. His fingers brush over my throbbing clit and then the seam of my lips before gliding through the slick folds. Two fingers slip inside my pussy until he’s buried knuckle deep. He holds them firmly in place as his lips graze the outer shell of my ear.
“Mmmm…drenched.” He pumps them in and out. The movement is unhurried as if he has all the time in the world to explore my body. “I hope you’re going to let me lick up all that cream.” He groans when another burst of arousal floods my core. “You like a little dirty talk, don’t you?”
I cry out in protest when he slips the digits from my body. “Yes!”
“Good girl,” he praises, dragging them upward until he’s able to rub my clit with lazy circles that force me to the brink.
My hand locks around his until my nails sink into his flesh.
“I don’t mind a few scratches. You want to mark me as your own? I don’t have a problem with it.”
My body tightens as he continues to stroke my flesh, drawing out every ounce of pleasure until I want to scream.
“Please,” I whimper, unable to hold back. I’ve never begged anyone for anything in my life.
But I can’t stop the word from tumbling free.
His body crowds mine until it feels like I’m surrounded on all sides by his masculine presence. He pinches my nipple with one hand while grinding against my clit with the other. My spine arches and my muscles constrict as I go off like a firework. A scream tears from my throat and fills the air.
“Open your eyes, sweet girl.”
Even though it’s the last thing I want to do, I force them open until the colorful lights of the Strip fill my vision. My breath catches at the back of my throat as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me. My knees weaken as he plays my body like a fine instrument.
It only draws out my orgasm.
By the time the final wave of pleasure floods my system, I’m limp as a noodle. His fingers continue to caress me as he holds me pinned against him. My gaze locks on his reflection in the window.
“You’re beautiful when you come undone.”
Heat floods my cheeks as he slips his hand from my thong. With his gaze locked on mine, he lifts his fingers to his lips and licks away the cream before sucking them into his mouth.
Air stalls in my lungs as my eyes widen.
I couldn’t look away even if I wanted to.
Have I ever seen anything as sexy in my life?
“Fucking delicious.”
The same hand drifts down to my thong before slipping beneath the band and dipping inside me for a second time. Only now do I realize how soaked I am. It’s almost embarrassing how quickly he was able to make me come.
What’s worse is that I’m still turned on and hungry for more.
He pumps his fingers deep inside me. With each languid movement, more arousal gathers in my core.
Of course, I’ve had sex before.
Sometimes I would come. Other times it would remain elusive, and I’d finish myself off afterward. Unless it was really bad…
Then I didn’t bother.
Axel was selfish. He preferred to receive but didn’t always want to return the favor.
Colby’s behavior has totally thrown me. I figured he’d be like all the other handsome guys from my past. I blink away those thoughts as another orgasm begins to build. Before I can give myself over to the sensation, his hand slips free and a tortured moan escapes from me.
My head falls back, resting against the steely strength of his chest as my heavy-lidded gaze stays pinned to our reflection in the window.