Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 111416 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 557(@200wpm)___ 446(@250wpm)___ 371(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111416 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 557(@200wpm)___ 446(@250wpm)___ 371(@300wpm)
And she was here for it.
His other hand gripped her jaw for a second before his long fingers slowly glided down her throat, where they gently collared the base for another heartbeat or two.
Then he continued on. His tongue and lips clashing with hers, his warm fingers leaving a trail of goosebumps behind wherever they went.
A moan slipped up her throat and they shared it between them.
After his hand slid down her spine and cupped her ass, he jerked her tighter against him. His erection strained against his zipper, the hard length pressing into her lower belly, causing her pussy to clench and her core to ignite like throwing a match on dry tinder.
Her nipples beaded so tightly, she wanted to rip off her shirt and bra and push his head down to encourage him to use his mouth to relieve the deep ache.
They’d get there.
Not once had he disappointed her. He’d proved his prowess again and again. Sometimes making her orgasm so many times that when it was over, she could hardly gather her wits and strength enough to make her way back to her own bed.
There had been plenty of occurrences where she thought about giving in and staying with him all night. But she had been trying to avoid the truth. To avoid what ended up happening despite resisting it.
They both ended up there anyway.
A strong connection between them. An unexpected bond.
Unbreakable? Not yet. But she could see it heading in that direction. If they allowed it.
Love? Possibly. She hadn’t been looking for it. Her career had always come first. But he was a man able to deal with her strength and her dedication to her job, as well as the dangers that went along with it.
Just like she could do the same with him.
A rarity for her and maybe with his two failed engagements, a rarity for him, too.
They were two sides of the same coin. With a natural understanding of how each were built and what drove them.
Keeping their lips locked and their tongues touching, he managed to unbuckle his belt and unfasten his jeans using only one hand before drawing hers down into his boxer briefs and wrapping her fingers around his erection. She circled his hot length, the silky precum smearing across her palm.
She began to stroke him slowly.
Not to get him off, but to keep the white, searing flame he had sparked burning bright.
Sliding her fist up to the rim and back down to the root, she pumped and squeezed, then thumbed away each silky pearl she milked from him.
With a deep, low groan, he decided to stoke her flames, too, when he also expertly unbuckled her belt and undid her jeans with one hand before wedging it into her underwear. Where he found her center with his skilled fingers and discovered how wet and wanting he made her.
Her swollen clit pulsed against his thumb as he drew it across the sensitive nub. A gentle strumming quickly turned to rough grinding while he plunged his long middle finger in and out of her center at the same time.
Her hips twitched every time he buried his finger to the last knuckle, drawing another moan from her. He shared that one, too, before giving her another of his own.
He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, tugging on it, before snagging it sharply between his teeth.
She thought once he released it, he would pull away and be in a rush to the bedroom, but she was wrong. Instead, he captured her mouth completely once more, taking his time to explore and taste every inch until they fed off each other frantically.
As if they were afraid they’d starve if they stopped.
She wasn’t expecting it. Her climax didn’t creep in on her. Hell no, it didn’t. It rolled over her like a damn rogue wave, making her pussy pulse and causing a riptide around his finger.
He took the cry from her intense orgasm hostage, not allowing it to escape by keeping his lips sealed tightly to hers.
She pumped him as fast as her heart pounded. As quickly as her pulse rushed. Until finally his hips stuttered and he quickly pulled his throbbing cock free from her grasp.
She recognized the signs. He’d been close to coming, but, unlike her, he wanted to hold back. To be fair, she wanted him to hold back, too. Otherwise, she’d have to wait too long for him to fuck her.
She was too impatient right now to wait.
He slipped his hand from her underwear and pinned his forehead to hers. With his eyes closed and his jaw tight, his chest heaved.
“I’d say that was an okay start, Ghost.” Her whispered words had a bit of a shake as she struggled to control her own breathing.
Clearly, she could’ve hit him harder if he was still capable of kissing her like that.