Series: Torn and Bound Duet Series by K. Webster
Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 94135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
“It’s true,” I say with a sigh. “My life is a fucking mess. My parents hate me and I have no friends because I’m a difficult piece of shit. Somehow, I got you. Like the universe forgot it was supposed to punish me, but tossed me a reward instead. And, as you know, I’m spoiled and wanted what it gave me. I wanted you.”
Her sob guts me. Tears a hole inside my chest, stealing not just a part of my soul, but all of it. I want to make it better. I want to heal her. I want to make her smile and laugh and be fucking happy.
I want her.
My lips press to hers for a chaste kiss and she whimpers.
“Ashton…”
“Mia, listen,” I whisper against her lips. “I wanted you as my friend, so I thought. I wanted your light brightening my dark world. I just wanted you. But then you kissed me and I realized I wanted you in more ways I didn’t realize I could have you. I’m greedy as fuck, baby. It’s been a mental adjustment, but I’m getting there. I’ve made some terrible mistakes concerning you, but I will always try to undo them or get better when it comes to you. You have to believe me. I’d never hurt you on purpose.”
This time, when I kiss her, her fingers thread into my hair, deepening our kiss. I want to throw out a morning breath joke, but now’s not the time to be playful. If I’m willing to swim through puke for her, I’ll kiss her when we both need to brush our teeth, because when it’s the one you love, you’ll do whatever it fucking takes to have time with them.
“I like you in my clothes,” I murmur, my hand skating up under her shirt to feel the tit I wanted to touch last night. “I think I like you out of them better, though.”
Her laugh is pure gold—honest and sweet. “Do you use that pickup line a lot? Because even though it’s corny as hell, it’s oddly magical.”
“Funny,” I tease as I pinch her nipple, “no one’s ever called my dick oddly magical before.”
“I was talking about you, not your dick.”
I nip at her bottom lip, loving the gasp that escapes her when I pull at her nipple. “Know what else is oddly magical about me?”
“What?”
“My mouth.”
Her eyebrow arches up. “Ashton, what are we doing?”
I pull away from her, sitting up on my knees. My dick is hard and straining against my boxers. Her eyes slide over my bare chest, lingering on my nipple ring.
“We’re doing what feels right, Mia. No labels, just us.”
Her eyes widen when I pull my sweats down her sexy thighs, baring her to me. My heart rate speeds up as she shakily tugs off my borrowed T-shirt.
Naked.
Mia is naked and in my bed.
“I thought…” I choke out, frowning. “I thought I’d fail and you’d be disgusted with me.”
Her brows furl. “You have to put yourself out there. You have to try.”
“With you, I realized I don’t have to try. It just comes naturally,” I admit. “I didn’t know if I could do this or want to be with you this way, but now I can tell you with absolute certainty, I want and need to be with you. I love you, Mia, and if you let me, I want to show you with my body just how much.”
“I’m a virgin,” she croaks out. “I don’t exactly have experience. I want to be good for you. The best. What if I’m not enough?”
I prowl over her, pressing kisses up her soft stomach to her breasts. They jiggle as she breathes heavily. I nip one of her breasts, delighting in the firmness of it, before tonguing her nipple. Sucking hard on the peak, I revel in the surprised yelp that escapes her.
“Ashton,” she whimpers.
“You’re everything to me.”
Her back arches up when I start licking and nipping at her breast. I may have never fucked a woman before, but I know how to pleasure a body. Her nipples are sensitive, and she clearly likes the attention. When I’ve made them red and swollen from my teeth and tongue, I kiss my way back down to her pussy. Her dark hair is trimmed neatly and her scent is alluring. I’m not a complete dunce. I know how the female anatomy works, but I’ve just never been exposed to it. I run my tongue along her slit, thankful that I enjoy the taste of her. It makes me eager to continue. I part her pink pussy lips to expose her clit. It’s cute and begs, like her pert nipples, for a kiss.
Her body jolts up off the bed when I tease the nub with my tongue. She moans—a low, seductive purr that strokes my fucking soul—and then I’m lost to her. I’m desperate to bring her pleasure. To show her how fucking amazing we can be together. The more I suck on her clit, the wetter her pussy gets. I want to go slow with her, but my dick is seeping with the need to be inside her. All it takes is a little more tongue play on her needy clit and then she’s coming hard, crying out my name like I’m the god she prays to.