Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
“Look, this isn’t the first time the club has dealt with a threat at us or those around us. We’ve always been able to keep everyone safe.”
“How?”
“There are… options,” I told her. “I can give them all to you. And then you can weigh them with Daph to see which one fits your wishes the most with as minimal life disruption as possible.”
“Okay,” she agreed.
“Do you want to hear them?”
“Not yet,” she said, shifting closer. “For just five more minutes can we pretend all of this didn’t just happen?” she asked. “Can you go back to kissing me?” she added, voice so small that I barely heard it.
But I did.
And a strange rumbling sound moved out of me in response as I reached for her chin, tipping her head up, and sealing my lips over hers.
A throaty sound escaped her as she angled her head further back, giving me more access.
I meant to just have it be soft and sweet. A kiss meant to comfort, not excite.
But, fuck, what choice was there when just the brush of our lips seemed to set off wildfires that ravaged through the both of us.
Her mouth was just as needy as mine, pressing harder, demanding more.
Within a moment or two, she was shifting up, twisting, and moving to straddle me.
The sweatpants did nothing to hide the way my cock was straining, aching for her. Not that it mattered. Because that was exactly what she was looking for as her hips dropped down onto my lap, rocking until she had my length against the juncture of her thighs.
A little whimper escaped her, muffled by my lips. Spurred on, my hands drifted down her back, sinking into her ass, and dragging her against me again. And again.
It didn’t take much encouragement to get her to take what she needed from me. Her hips rocked, growing faster and harder as her whimpers became moans.
Not muffling her well enough with my lips, I grabbed her and pressed her face against the nape of my neck as she kept riding me, getting closer and closer until, with a hard shudder and a cry that was just barely quieted by my skin, she came.
I should have let it go at that.
But, fuck, it had been a long goddamn week of doing nothing but waking up hard with thoughts of her on my mind. I wasn’t going to let this moment pass by without a little more to show for it.
Reaching down, I shifted her back enough to slide my hand between us, working her button and zipper free as she watched me with heavy-lidded eyes.
My hand slid into her jeans and under the waistband of her panties. Sabrina lifted up slightly, giving me more access. So as my hand slipped down, it met no resistance. My fingers traced down her pussy, finding her dripping fucking wet for me.
A shudder moved through her at the touch.
I couldn’t seem to hold myself back from slipping a finger inside of her, feeling her tight walls close around me as a groan escaped her, her hips rocking against me automatically.
That rumbling sound escaped again as my finger slid out. Then as it went back in, it was joined with another. The stretch had a choked moan escaping her as her hips bore down on my hand, letting my palm press against her clit, engaging it as I started to fuck her slowly with my fingers.
It wasn’t long before she was softly begging for more, for harder, for faster.
And who was I to deny her that?
“That’s it,” I said as her head fell back as she rocked herself against my hand as my fingers worked her. “Make yourself come for me,” I demanded.
That got a whimper out of her as she rocked harder and faster before falling forward into me, just barely in time to press her lips to my shoulder to quiet her moans as her orgasm slammed through her. Her pussy spasmed around my fingers over and over as her body shook hard.
I worked her through it until she was slack against me.
But I just… wasn’t quite done yet.
Not until I at least got a taste.
I’d been fucking dreaming about it for too long not to give into the urge.
Turning, I dropped her onto her back on the mattress, watching her look up at me with those dreamy hazel eyes as my fingers left her. But only long enough to yank at her jeans until they were off.
“Missed that before,” I said, my fingers tracing down a tattoo that took up a good chunk of her thigh and seemed to cover a lot of her ass cheek as well.
She shivered at the touch, reminding me that there would be time for tattoo discussions later.
Right now, I was fucking starving for a taste.
Her panties came down with one quick tug, leaving her bare before me.