Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 134663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 673(@200wpm)___ 539(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 134663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 673(@200wpm)___ 539(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
“This music,” she breathes.
“Sexy, huh?”
“God, yeah.”
I turn my mouth inward and growl under my breath when her scent hits me like a ton of bricks. I slide my hands onto her thighs and push them apart, opening her up to me. And I stare, watching the visible pulse in her clit thrum. Shit, she’s not going to last. When I drop a chaste kiss on her wetness and she bucks, my doubts are confirmed. She needs to come down a little or this isn’t going to last long. “Sit up,” I order, reaching for her upper arms and helping her. I pull her jumper over her head, and then pull her down off the bed to my lap.
My skin blazes, my hand stroking over her hair, my mouth attacking hers. Her upper body pushing into my chest sends the blood flow in my veins into dizzying territory as I kiss her hard, exploring every part of her mouth I can find. Breath doesn’t seem necessary right now. Taking in air seems pointless. Because Rose steals it all.
I growl as I wrench my lips away, pushing her back on my lap a little. Her eyes follow my hand to my dick, and I circle my girth with my palm, encouraging her back to me. I slide into her sweet heat, holding my breath and closing my eyes. Her nails find my shoulders and sink into my flesh. Her moan is broken, ragged, and caught in her throat. “I love you,” I whisper, opening my eyes. The vision before me could be enough to call off my plan and stay here all night. The boatyard is the last place I want to be. But it’ll be the last time. The last deal. Then it’s full-steam ahead into a life I never dared dream of, with a woman I’d believe was pure fantasy had I not found her.
I retreat from her softness, clenching my teeth as I drive back up, using my hold of her waist to pull her onto me. My body shakes, and Rose increases her grip of my shoulders. “God, woman, you have no idea how good you feel.” I ease her up and let her sink slowly back down, my head dropping back but my eyes sticking to her face. It’s sweaty, flushed, and utterly fucking stunning. “You want me slow like this?” I ask, building and maintaining my pace, every drive sending bolts of harsh, intense tingles down my spine. “Or hard?” I lift her and abruptly pound up as I yank her down without warning, slamming into her hard. She cries out. It’s the most indulging sound of want. “Is that my answer?” I ask, smoothly gliding forward. Now, she moans, her spine bowing, compressing her boobs between us. “She likes that too.” Laying my hand on her breastbone, I drag it down between her boobs and come to rest on her stomach. “You need to speak to me, Rose. Tell me. Hard?” I power forward, hitting her deep and firm, shoving her upward on a shout of despair. “Or slow?” A few lazy grinds has her clawed fingers pulling free of my shoulder, her fists balling and slamming into me. “Tell me, Rose.”
“Hard,” she pants. “Slow. I don’t care.” Her drowsy, lusty gaze stops my moves, and she swivels her hips teasingly, my back teeth clenching when she pulls me deeper. Locking me in her arms, she kisses the scar on my cheek.
I turn my face and catch her lips, palming her bum and pulling her closer. Her gasp is my next inhale. “I’m sorry if I’ve ever hurt you,” I whisper.
“I’m sorry for letting you.” Her breasts press into my chest, warm and soft. “Or maybe I’m not. Because without pain, there is no you.”
Never has something made so much sense to me. I grab her neck and kiss her like it might be the last time. With her wrapped around me, my cock still buried deep, I rise and take us both down to the bed, crawling up a little way. My pace is sure and exact, our kiss becoming clumsy and rough, as we both climb to the point of no return. The pulse in my dick becomes a vibration, the walls of her pussy shaking around me. “I’m going to come so fucking hard.” I bite down on her lip, growling through the heat blazing in my groin. My release is surging forward at an unstoppable rate, and when my orgasm strikes, I’m almost paralyzed by it, my body going into shock. “Holy—”
“Fuck,” Rose shouts, jolting beneath me, being ambushed by a climax that must be matching the power of mine. Her head drops to the side, her muscles squeezing me, constricting, her strength unimaginable. “Oh my God.”
Electric shocks hit me relentlessly, every single one almost agony in its intensity. “Christ.” I’ve never been the victim of such merciless pleasure.