Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 111038 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111038 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
She was snoring. It was soft and cute-sounding, and there was that word again. Cute. I did not do cute.
“What’s your damage?”
I grinned, hearing my words come from her. Guess I woke her up.
She flipped over to glare at me. “I can’t sleep because I can hear how tense you are.”
My grin deepened, and I raised an eyebrow. “You want to know my problem?”
“Yeah.” She got settled, tipping her head to look up at me.
“Fine.” I looked down. “It’s not me that’s tense. My rager is working double-time, and you’re its techno music, if you get my drift.”
She frowned, glancing down.
“I have a massive hard-on for you.” There. I spelled it out.
She flushed, her eyes going round, but her lips curved up. She enjoyed this attention from me, and fuck me—that just made me want to torture her more. I was starting to live for her reactions, so I moved forward. I went slowly, giving her the option to pull away or stop me, but she never did.
Her teeth sank into her lip. I about jizzed my pants.
Cute.
Fuck.
She was all cute, and hot, and sexual, and I wanted to breathe her in, the more I was around her.
I rubbed against her, and she still didn’t stop me. That felt good. That felt real gooood. Reallly good.
Her eyes closed, and she moaned, and that was it.
I slid a hand under her shirt, moving it up, and rolled her to her back as I loomed over her. I was grinding against her, and I felt her holding her breath as her legs opened a little bit more for me.
Hell yeah. I moved all the way over her.
This was going to go bad fast, but who was I to stop us?
I settled right between her legs, and I pushed in and up. She gasped. It was like touching heaven again. I hissed, needing to let some of the tension out, as my fingers discovered she had no bra.
No bra. Was that a sign? Who was I talking to?
My fingers found her nipple as I thrust against her. Her legs wound around my hips, and she began moving with me. Now we were getting it on, and I couldn’t hold back anymore.
Dipping down, I found her lips.
Lust exploded in me. Shit, I wanted her. I wanted her so bad. This wasn’t like with other girls. She was more somehow, and I groaned. I couldn’t stop touching her. My lips opened over hers, commanding her, and she responded. She was so fucking good at that. My tongue slid inside to find hers, and as we kissed, I showed her how I wanted to be inside her in a whole other way.
I moaned. “You’re amazing.”
She didn’t respond, but her body started shaking. She grabbed my shoulders and moved to clutch my head.
She wrapped her legs tighter around my hips and lifted up against me, grinding herself on my dick. I slid my hand under her ass, palming one of her cheeks and lifting her even farther off the ground.
Okay. Enough of this angle.
I shoved up, bringing her with me, then did some maneuvering until her legs were over mine, her arms around my head, my tongue in her mouth, and my cock trying to get through those hot yoga pants. I could feel her breasts rubbing against my chest, and this was officially the best camping trip I’d ever gone on.
I smoothed my hand down her side, working my fingers under her waistband, but I paused, giving her time to refuse.
I felt like I was going to explode, but I needed to touch her. I had to take care of her. Still, I waited, and when I didn’t move fast enough, she took my hand, guiding me farther into her pants.
I grinned, nipping at her lips. “Hell yeah.”
She laughed. “Shut it.”
There she was, using my words against me. I was fast on my way to hard-core crushing on her, but then everything faded because my fingers were between her legs, and this right here was enough to let me die happy. There’s nothing better than touching your girl, stripping her, and making her combust all around you. I was about to finish that job, and I sank a finger inside.
She grasped my shoulders, moaning against my mouth, and then she was moving with me.
I slipped in a second finger.
She rolled her hips, riding my hand like a pro, and this was better than my own climax. I kept thrusting, playing her body, pulling away from her mouth and going down to find her breasts. I ran my tongue around her nipple as she shuddered, her fingers raking through my hair.
Nothing better, ever, than having your girl writhing against you and knowing you’re about to make her see fucking stars. I could feel her getting there; she was close. Her body tensed, her legs growing tighter around me. She was almost climbing me, and then, I felt her body snap. Her head fell back.