Total pages in book: 296
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
“Tell me all the things you’ve wanted to do to me…” I prompt as he towers over me.
He growls. Fucking growls against my neck. I love the way his beard scratches my chin, and I wonder how it’d feel against my thighs.
“I want to taste every inch of you.” His mouth moves down my throat. “Feel you tighten around my cock.” His palm finds my breast, and he squeezes. “Hear you scream my name.” His other hand slides up my leg. “Fuck you so hard you’ll be feeling me all the way back to Phoenix.”
“Yes. God yes. I want all of that.” My head falls back.
“You realize you married me tonight?” He shakes his head with a sly grin. “You’re officially Zoey Bishop.”
“That has a nice ring to it,” I say. “I quite like it.”
“Good.” He pulls off my dress. “Because I’m about to mark you as mine. My wife.”
Hearing him say it aloud sends a shiver down my body. I know I’ve drunk my weight in alcohol tonight, but I can’t find it in me to regret anything. At least not yet.
“Take off your clothes, hubby. I’m about to burst if you don’t fuck me,” I beg, pulling at his shirt because I need to see all of him.
Riley undoes a few buttons and then reaches behind his neck and swiftly removes it. My eyes widen at the glorious sight of him. Holy mother of God.
They make them real good down in Texas. Riley has abs like the models on the covers of romance novels. He’s tan with hard chiseled muscle. He’s definitely worked hard for what he has; every inch of him is solid. I’m drooling by the time he unbuckles his belt and starts removing his jeans because the muscular V has my entire body covered in goose bumps.
In only his boxers, he leans down again with his hands on either side of my head. “You look like you’re about to eat me for dessert,” he taunts, the corner of his lips tilting up. I was gawking and won’t even deny it.
“You don’t even look real,” I tell him, pressing my palms against his chest, then sliding them down his stomach.
“I was about to say the same thing, baby. You’re fuckin’ beautiful, Zoey.” He kisses me softly, and as soon as he pulls back, I already miss the weight of him.
Standing, he retrieves a condom from his wallet, then tells me to lie in the middle of the bed naked. Removing my bra and panties, I do as he says. Riley crawls between my legs, spreading my thighs apart, and inches closer to me.
Without wasting a second, Riley slides his tongue up my slit before he sucks my clit. A million beats of pleasure shoot through me, and the perfectly calculated pressure causes me to fist the sheets. My back flies off the mattress as he continues his delicious assault. Then he slides a finger inside, and my eyes roll back as a moan escapes me.
Riley twists his wrist and inserts a second finger, thrusting in and out as he flicks my clit with his thumb. It’s the best pleasure I’ve ever experienced, and just when I’m about to beg him to let me come, it shakes through me like an earthquake. He knows exactly what to do as I ride it out, and when my legs fall to the side, all that can be heard is my panting.
“Holy shit,” I gasp. “They teach you that down in the south, too?”
Riley chuckles, opens the condom, and takes off his boxers. My gaze slowly strolls down his body to the very thick and hard cock he’s stroking. I watch as he slides it over his length, then climbs on the bed, hovering above me. Our eyes stay locked as he grips my hips and pulls me closer. Swallowing hard, I bite down on my lip as he gently enters. My back arches at the fullness, and I swear the room grows ten degrees hotter when he sinks deeper. Wrapping his hand around to grab my ass, he slowly slides out. When I hike my leg up his waist, he pumps in long and hard.
“Christ, Zoey,” he mutters with uneven breaths. “You feel better than I imagined you would. Fuck.”
I lift my hips to meet his thrusts, and it’s not long until we’re both begging for relief. Riley cups my breast, then pinches my nipple, and I’m halfway to heaven when he moves his hand down and rubs my clit. “You like that, sweetheart? Because I’m only getting started with you.”
“Yes…” I hum. “Oh God.” My eyes flutter closed, and I’m moaning out his name as my body tightens. He leans over to capture my mouth with his, then slams into me over and over until I’m falling over the ledge once again.