Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81175 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81175 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Her hands gripped my forearms and her long nails dug deep into my skin. She almost drew blood with the steel-like grip. The harder she clung to me, the harder I wanted to fuck her. She kept up an act of indifference when we spoke, but now that we were naked together and ready to fuck, she was anything but indifferent.
I positioned myself on top of her until my face hovered just inches from hers. Her lips gleamed from the saliva that she stroked onto my long cock, and her small teeth could be seen through the slight parting of her mouth. I’d seen that look a hundred times and knew what it meant.
She wanted me to kiss her.
I held my weight on my arms and slowly sunk into her until our mouths touched. Like I’d never kissed her in my life a fiery explosion erupted deep inside my chest. It was a growl that vibrated across my skin and emerged deep in my throat. All the muscles in my body tightened in reaction, and I fisted the sheets underneath me.
She gasped quietly into my mouth, getting the exact touch she craved. Her lips trembled against me like she’d been stung by an icy burn. Her lips wrapped around my waist and her ankles hooked together like an anchor. She pulled me tighter against her, wanting me inside her now—not later.
Her hands cupped my face then drifted into my chair. She fingered the strands with such force she nearly pulled my hair out of my scalp. Her body rocked with mine and her hips grinded against me, anxious to feel me inside her. “Crow…fuck me.”
Fuck.
I adjusted my hips until my cock pressed against her entrance, and I put my weight into the thrust as I moved completely inside her in one swift movement. Her pussy was tighter than it used to be, but my cock slid in with ease.
Because she’s never been so soaked.
“Yes…” Her hands dragged to my back and her nails were still sharp as daggers. She panted into my mouth because she couldn’t kiss me. All she could do was moan—moan for me. “Crow.”
I curled her body until she was a tiny ball underneath me. Her legs were tight around my waist and her arms were around my torso. Bent like a doll, I fucked her hard against the mattress like a sailor that just docked to shore.
My arm snaked underneath her frame until I reached the back of her neck. I wrapped my fingers around the back of her throat and gave her a firm squeeze. With the tight grip, I moved her up and down onto my length while slamming into her hard from above. “Button…” Her pussy was heaven after the long dry spell I went through. But it was worth the wait because this moment was powerful and crippling. The connection we used to share was back in full force. I felt it, and I knew she felt it too.
I couldn’t last any longer. Beating off didn’t give me the stamina I once had. My cock needed to release inside her, to give her so much come that her pussy couldn’t hold it all. I needed to erase every trace of the man who replaced me. “Button, come for me.” I deepened my thrusts and rubbed my pelvic bone against her throbbing clit. I wanted to watch her come so I could get off to it.
Her cheeks flushed pink, the distant color of a spring rose just after winter. Her lips turned ruby red, the aftermath of my bruising mouth. Her nipples hardened to daggers, and slowly, her beautiful mouth formed the distinct O I’d been waiting for. Then she let out a scream that nearly shattered my eardrum. “Oh god…” Her head rolled back and her nails almost cut through my skin. “Yes, that’s it.”
Her pussy tightened around me and another wave of slickness surrounded my cock. It grew wetter and warmer between us. My cock thickened in preparation, and I gripped her neck tighter, practically bruising her. “Take. It. All.” I shoved myself completely inside her, giving her every inch. And then I released with a moan I couldn’t contain. It left my lips and escaped like a growl. My fingers kept squeezing her and I had to force myself to let go otherwise I would choke her.
I remained on top of her because I didn’t want to leave, not just yet. I used to spend most of my time buried deep inside her, and when she left without notice I had to face the cold reality that she was gone. She was underneath me now, and I wanted to treasure every moment of her.
Her eyes were full of satisfaction and her breathing slowly returned to her normal. Her thick hair was sprawled across the pillow and her fingertips slowly loosened their hold from my skin. Her beautiful green eyes slowly faded from a vibrancy to dormancy. She wasn’t only satisfied, but exhausted.