Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
There isn’t some deadline now, there isn’t a feeling of wanting her gone as soon as we are done. No, now I feel like even a year from now will not be enough time to explore her, to give her pleasure, to take my pleasure.
Her body molds up against mine as I lay atop of her. My cock has gone from semi-aroused to achingly stiff in a quick second. The ache I feel is only somewhat relieved as I push it up against her mound.
Groaning into her mouth, my hand comes down to cup her breast. It’s soft yet firm at the same time as I massage it through her shirt and bra. If I’m not mistaken, I can feel her hard tipped nipple pressing through the fabric.
Fuck, I want to taste them. I want to lick and suckle them. Just the thought of her breasts being exposed to my mouth has me almost drooling.
She isn’t just lying there, accepting my attention. Her hips thrust against my cock. I can feel her body shaking against me as she rubs her mons all over the head.
Pulling away from her, I gasp as her hand reaches under my shirt and begins to explore my abs. Her fingers are tracing over the muscles when she opens her eyes.
Staring up into my eyes, she gasps as I push hard against her pussy. I’m trying to graze her clit and I think it works as she jerks beneath me.
She squeaks out, “Fuck.”
Nodding my head, I lower my mouth to her neck and lightly bite her there before sucking in the flesh. Even here, her flesh tastes sweet like honey on my lips. Her body’s smell is like an aphrodisiac. I can feel my desire to take her growing more and more by the second. I know I am only able to control myself for so long before we are stripped here, naked on the floor, with me thrusting into the tight vise of her pussy.
“Fuck!” I growl out loudly.
Her fingers have traced up my chest to lightly flick against my nipples. Then slowly her fingers drag down to trace around my waistband. If she gets that tiny hand around my cock it will be all over.
Pulling back away from her, I shake my head. “We can’t…”
She looks confused when I let out a low self-depreciating laugh. “We can’t continue here on the floor.”
She smiles at me and I sweep my arms under her legs and behind her back.
“What’s this type of hold called?” she asks.
“I don’t even have a name for it.”
Christy
They may call him Beast in the cage but Alex is nothing but gentle as he lowers me down to his bed.
He pulls away just enough to yank his shirt up and over his head. My eyes drink in all of his newly exposed skin, and I can’t keep myself from reaching out, from touching him.
I can’t believe this is happening.
I can’t believe I get to do this, I marvel as my fingers play over his abs.
Coming back down, he hovers above me for a moment before placing another deep, passionate kiss on my lips. I feel his fingers pulling my shirt up.
Impatient.
We break away as he helps me remove it.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he growls, his eyes devouring me.
He doesn’t even bother helping me unsnap the bra. No, he chooses to shove my straps down my arms, restricting my movement instead.
Tugging down the left cup, I feel his warm breath before his mouth is covering me. Sucking me in.
“Alex,” I gasp and arch off the bed.
“So fucking sweet,” he says huskily, and I feel the scrape of his teeth as he yanks my other cup down.
He divides his attention between both breasts. Kneading them in his big calloused hands. Kissing them and licking them.
Driving me crazy with the need to touch him.
Pushing against the straps of my bra, I reach up, rubbing my hands all over his stomach. Tracing the lines of his abs before dragging my fingers down to his waistband.
“Christy,” he growls in warning.
I ignore the warning and shove my fingers into his pants.
“God dammit,” he grunts as my fingertips graze against his skin.
He jerks away from me and I pant up at him in confusion.
“Slow down, sweetheart,” he says more tenderly. “Or this will be over before you know it.”
“I’m sorry,” I sigh, dropping my hands to the bed.
“Don’t be sorry.” More of his weight comes down on top of me and I spread my legs, eagerly, accepting him. “I’ve fantasized about this for so long I want it to last as long as possible.”
His hands grab me by the face and he kisses me until I’m dizzy and breathless.
With his body completely on top of mine, I feel myself melting beneath him. Melting beneath all his hard bulges and smooth ridges.