Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 124451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 622(@200wpm)___ 498(@250wpm)___ 415(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 622(@200wpm)___ 498(@250wpm)___ 415(@300wpm)
She fumbles for my shirt, tugging and pulling, but our bodies are glued together, making it impossible to pull it off. Instead, she reaches around my neck, grips the fabric between her hands, and tears until the fabric falls away.
Her hands roam over my body and it’s fucking everything. I’ll never tire of her touch. It’s like a drug to me, potent and raw, feeding into this wicked addiction I have for her.
My thumbs hook into the waistband of her pants and I push them down her thighs, taking her panties with it as she pulls at her shirt, trying to rid herself of my jacket and tank at the same time. I pull back just a little, shaking my head. “The tank can go, but the jacket stays.”
Her grin widens, her gaze darkening with hunger as she adjusts herself, dropping her tank to the ground before fixing my jacket back over her shoulders. “This better?”
My gaze trails down her body, her perfect tits just visible past the open jacket and I slip my hand inside, brushing my thumb over her nipple and watching as it pebbles under my touch. My fingers trail right down her body, past her toned waist and in between her legs and I don’t hesitate, pushing them deep inside her. She’s fucking wet and ready, her warm cunt squeezing my fingers and making my cock jolt in my jeans. “Fucking perfect,” I growl, the words rumbling through my chest.
Brielle lets out a breathy gasp, and I pull my fingers free before lifting them to her mouth. She opens wide, curling her hand around mine and guiding my fingers inside. She closes her mouth and rolls her tongue over them, tasting just how fucking sweet she is.
I pull them from between her lips before leaning in and kissing her deeply, tasting what’s left on her tongue as my fingers trail back down her body and slip right back into her sweet pussy. They curl around, massaging her walls until her knees go weak. I smile against her lips. “You ready for me, Killer?”
Her hands fall to my pants, hastily unbuckling my belt before freeing my cock and letting it drop heavily into her hand. She grins against my lips, her tight fist pumping up and down. “Depends,” she tells me. “Are you ready to get on your knees and worship me?”
Taking her waist, I pull her body hard against mine. “You fucking bet I am.” And with that, I lift her into my arms, her legs locking around my waist. I step away from the door, crossing the luxurious bedroom until my shins brush against the bed.
I throw her on the bed, staring down at her as I grip my cock, gently stroking. Her eyes darken, hunger in her hooded stare. She goes to scramble up the bed, but I grip her ankle and pull her to the very edge, her ass barely hanging off the end, and just as she wanted, I drop to my fucking knees.
“Tanner,” she gasps, bracing up on her elbows as I take her thighs and push them wide, putting her on display just the way I like her. “Oh, God,” Brielle groans, knowing damn well what’s coming.
My tongue rolls over my lips, my hunger for her only getting worse the longer I wait. Putting us both out of our misery, I hook her legs over my shoulders and close my mouth over her clit before flicking my tongue over that tight bud of nerves. She gasps and I slide my hand up her body, cupping her tit and circling my finger around her nipple.
Taking my other hand, I slip it under my chin and push two thick flingers deep in her cunt as I continue working her clit. Her head falls back with a breathy groan. “Oh God, Tanner,” she moans, reaching down and knotting her fingers into my hair, gripping on with everything she’s got.
I don’t stop, working her just the way she likes it, her body jolting beneath me. I grin against her, knowing the adrenaline rush of seeing her come undone is something I have never experienced with another woman.
Her grip tightens in my hair, and I feel her body being pushed to the edge. She’s almost there, ready to fucking detonate. I suck her clit, my tongue rolling over it as my fingers dive deeper, curling inside her and making her scream.
She pants, barely holding on but I don’t dare stop, pushing her to her limit until she finally explodes, her orgasm tearing through her body. “OH FUCK, TANNER,” she cries, tipping her head back as her eyes clench, looking like a fucking goddess.
She’s everything, the whole goddamn package, and I’ll never let her go.
I keep going, keep sucking, flicking, rolling, and massaging until she finally comes down from her high, her tense body relaxing. “Holy shit,” she moans, flopping back against the bed, absolutely spent, but I’m not even close to being through with her.