Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 40635 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 203(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40635 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 203(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
"Do it," I command.
With a little whimper of need, she slams herself down, taking me to the hilt in one deep, perfect thrust.
A hoarse shout erupts from my throat at the same moment a keening cry spills from her lips, the sounds bleeding together into one sustained note of rapture.
"Grayson!" she gasps, her head thrown back in ecstasy.
I grip her hips, holding her still…just savoring the feel of her hot, tight cunt wrapped around me again. Christ, I forgot how fucking perfect she feels. Like she was made just for me, just for this.
"You feel so good, baby," I rasp, my hands shaking against her hips. "So fucking good."
She rocks against me, grinding her clit against my pelvis, greedy for every ounce of pleasure. Little mewls pour from her lips as she starts to move, rising up until just the tip of my cock is inside her before slamming back down.
I match her rhythm, thrusting up as she bears down, our bodies moving in sync. It's like no time has passed at all. Like my body remembers hers, remembers this. Remembers us.
Christ, how could it ever forget when this is what it was made for? When she was the reason I was put on this earth?
She leans down, capturing my lips in a searing kiss, our tongues tangling. I drink down her whimpers and sighs, getting drunk on the sounds of them, the taste of them.
"I love you," she breathes against my lips. "I love you so damn much."
"Fuck, I never stopped loving you. Not for a single goddamn second."
She kisses me again, deep and desperate, as if she's trying to crawl inside me and fuse us together. I want that, too. I never want to be apart from her again.
My hands roam her body, committing every new facet of it to memory. It's the same, yet so damn different. She's softer now, her breasts and hips fuller, her ass somehow more perfect. She feels different in my hands, but the electric hum is the same. I never want to forget these new aspects to her. Never want to forget how she feels wrapped around my cock as she rides me right now.
I don't want to live in the past, remembering only what we had. We're starting new here, building something from the wreckage. This is what I want to dream about when I dream now. This moment. This body.
I cup her breasts, feeling their weight in my palms. Her nipples pebble against my fingers, and I can't resist toying with them, rolling and plucking the hard little buds until she's panting and writhing above me.
"Yes, just like that," she whimpers, her movements growing faster, more frantic. "Don't stop, Grayson."
"Never," I growl. "I'll never stop loving you, never stop worshipping this perfect fucking body." I nip her skin. "Never stop fucking you like this."
She cries out, her head thrown back in a silent scream of ecstasy. Her cunt clenches around my cock, and I know she's close.
"Come on, baby," I coax, thrusting up harder as I pinch her nipples. "Let go for me. I want to feel you dripping all over my balls when you come."
"Yes," she pants. "Yes, yes, fuck yes."
I slide my hand between our bodies, seeking out her clit. She jumps when I find it, a low moan tearing from her throat.
"Come for me, Mina," I croon. "I know that's what you want. I feel your little cunt fluttering all up and down my cock."
She rides me harder, faster, her hips undulating in a frenzied rhythm as she chases her pleasure. Her cunt flutters and clenches around my cock. Broken sobs of ecstasy spill from her lips, her face a mask of rapture as she loses herself to the pleasure consuming her.
I grind against her clit, loving the way it throbs against my fingertips. Her entire body quakes, her thighs trembling against my hips as she trembles on the edge of bliss.
"That's it, baby. Scream for me," I growl, pinching her clit between my thumb and forefinger.
The pressure sends her flying. My name breaks from her lips in a shout of pure ecstasy as her orgasm crashes through her, shattering her into a million exquisite pieces. Her head falls back, her fiery hair cascading down her back in wild disarray. Her cunt clamps down on my cock, rippling and milking me as she rides out the waves of her pleasure.
The feel of her coming undone around me is my undoing. With a feral roar, I flip her onto her back, never breaking our connection. She cries out as I yank her legs up over my hips, opening her up to me.
I pound into her, thrusting deep and hard. Again and again. I can't fucking stop. Don't want to stop.
She arches beneath me, her cries of ecstasy filling the room as I claim her body again and again. Her cunt grips me with every thrust, so hot and tight and perfect. Like coming home.