Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 112567 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 563(@200wpm)___ 450(@250wpm)___ 375(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112567 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 563(@200wpm)___ 450(@250wpm)___ 375(@300wpm)
Every time I looked at Monique, I saw not only her captivating beauty but also the pulsating life force within her. Being with Monique—surrendering to the flame of our passion—felt like a chance to start anew, to embrace the vibrancy of existence once again.
And now. . .in the water, we kissed, surrendering to the intensity of our growing connection.
It was profound.
Overwhelming.
Intensely personal.
As soon as her soft, warm hands wrapped around my cock, I was electrified with pleasure and let out a low moan. White-hot sensations raced through my veins. Every nerve in my body ignited.
I sucked on her tongue, loving the taste.
And she softly stroked and teased me, handling my cock with an eager curiosity.
Goddamn.
She slid her hand down to the tip and squeezed it.
Still kissing her, I groaned like a mad man.
Before I knew it, my fingers found their way to her pussy, gliding over her throbbing clit.
Monique’s body shuddered, her lips leaving mine as she moaned in anticipation. “Oh. Come on, Lei. This is insane.”
I looked at her, my eyelids heavy with desire.
“If I had balls, they would be royal blue.” She pouted. “Stop teasing me.”
I couldn’t help but smirk. “Is that what you think I’m doing? Teasing you?”
“I don’t know, but if you think I’m going to lay in bed with you tonight without sexually assaulting you, then you are wrong.”
Does she not understand how bad I want her?
I craved to plunge deep into her depths.
I yearned for our bodies to become one.
She may be the woman to finally make me surrender everything that I had been holding for Chanel.
I pressed my lips against Monique’s throat and let my tongue trace a path of sparks across her wet skin. My hands dropped lower and gripped her hips.
This slow and passionate caress was meant to hint at what I could do if she’d let me.
Her entire frame shook against me. “Oh, fuck.”
My cock grew harder and begged for release. I wanted nothing more than to plunge deep into her depths and feel her tight, wet heat around my cock.
And that battle returned to my head.
Should I give my virginity to Monique?
Or would it be a betrayal to Chanel?
I could feel Monique’s hips grinding against mine, and I knew the answers.
This wasn’t about Chanel or me.
It was about us.
Monique and me.
The hot desire that was threatening to consume us both, could not be denied any longer.
We were both more than ready.
I licked my lips, loving the taste of her on my tongue. “Teasing you? Maybe I should take you to bed now and settle this misunderstanding.”
She shivered. “Please, Mountain Master.”
In a rush of adrenaline and desire, I scooped Monique up, swam us fast to the edge, and carried her out of the cool water.
Laughing, she wound her arms around my neck and clung to me. “Why are you so fast, Lei?”
I kissed her forehead. “Because I badly want you.”
And it was true.
The growing connection between us was undeniable and getting more and more intense.
My heart pounded eagerly in my chest.
Her wet brown skin glistened under the sunlight.
A delicious shiver coursed through me.
In my horny haste, I had us bypass our discarded clothes.
Monique widened her eyes. “Lei, we can’t walk around the camp naked.”
“There’s no time.”
She laughed again. “I hope Chen doesn’t catch us. He would pass out.”
“Don’t worry. As you already know, I’m fast.” Without breaking our gaze, I carried her swiftly toward our tent. My skin prickled with an electric excitement. Surely, it was caused by her. Once we made it to the tent, I raced us around, got us inside, and lowered her onto the bed.
“Damn.” She gasped. “You are fast.”
“When it comes to making sure I have alone time with you, I will sprint us to the ends of the earth.” I drank in the view of her nakedness, admiring every inch.
Our tent—gently lit by the soft glow of a few scattered lanterns— felt like a world away from everything else. The light—warm and inviting—flickered against her dark brown skin and cast a radiant glow.
In my dream, her nipples had been the color of dark chocolate.
And there they were now right in front me, matching my fantasy and poking in my direction.
So tempting.
She was an exquisite masterpiece.
A tantalizing mixture that I craved to devour.
And I was utterly spellbound. Her every curve was accentuated, each contour outlined by the mesmerizing play of light and shadow that danced on her form.
Slowly, I lowered myself next to Monique and knew that this was uncharted territory for me. There was never a time where I had experienced an intimate moment like this with a woman.
Usually, I ordered Chen to send in my harem. When they came, it was nine to thirteen women surrounding me on the bed and willing to do anything to make me cum. And while that would be a thrilling wet dream to most men, it was a regular night for me, empty of passion, connection, and even. . .love.