Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 65585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
“Wild and untamed, just the way I like it.”
“My body is curvy, and I don’t have legs up to here.” I hold my hand up high.
“You have a woman’s body and a fuckin’ ass that makes it hard to concentrate when you’re gettin’ around in jeans. Anything else?”
“I’m so far out of your league.”
My voice is a whisper on that last part, terrified of his answer.
“Says fuckin’ who?”
He’s right.
Nobody made that choice.
Nobody but us.
And there hasn’t been a second where he has treated me any less than right up there as his equal.
“I’ve seen the girls you’ve been with. Maggie ...” I say softly. “She’s so fucking beautiful. Her body is out of this world. I’ve got nothing on that. I have a tummy roll when I sit down and dimples on my thighs.”
He leans in close, taking my chin in his thumb and forefinger. “It ain’t up to you to tell me what I find beautiful, Lei.”
I swallow.
“I feel like you’re going to kiss me,” I whisper. “And I have to tell you, that terrifies me.”
“I’m goin’ to do more than kiss you.”
He moves quickly so he’s in front of me, knees on the soft sand by the bank of the river. He keeps my chin in his hand as he pulls me close, bringing his mouth to mine. His beard is scratchy and he smells like beer, and oh, the erotic thrills that run through me are unlike anything I’ve ever felt in my life before.
When he kisses me, he kisses me in a way I couldn’t even imagine in my most intense fantasy. He kisses me with a masculine edge that makes me weak at the knees, that makes my entire body tremble. I moan when his tongue finds mine, and he deepens the kiss. His hand goes from my chin down to my neck, before sliding around and gliding down my back where he pulls me closer.
His kiss is hungry and he’s all man. Every single inch of him surrounds me and I can’t help but want more, so much more.
“Spread your legs,” he growls, low.
I’m wearing only a pair of soft cotton pajama shorts I changed into before coming down here, and a tank top. Heart racing, I do as he asks. I spread my legs. His free hands moves carefully between my thighs, and when it slips beneath my pajama shorts, I can’t help the terrified gasp I give. I have no idea what to do right now, or how to act, all I know is his fingers are caressing my pussy and I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do about it.
His mouth trails down my neck, sending shivers up my spine as his fingers very carefully find my clit. I’ve done this to myself a thousand times before but nothing, oh nothing, has ever felt like this. His finger begins to rub in the most incredibly precise way, the perfect little swirls, the right amount of pressure. His mouth is on my neck, his hand is on my back, and he’s making me feel something I’ve never felt before.
Pure, raw pleasure.
I whimper as the pressure builds and the feelings coming from between my legs become so overwhelming I can’t hold back my moans a second longer. His mouth finds mine again, catching my moans as his finger works against my clit, bringing me to the limit. I find my release with a gasp and a whimper, and my entire body explodes with pleasure as the most incredible orgasm takes over my body.
Derived only from his fingers.
They didn’t even enter my body.
And that was the best thing I’ve ever felt.
He pulls his mouth from mine and in a husky, low tone he asks me, “Did that feel good?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Then you can imagine how good it’ll feel when I fuck you, and I will fuck you, Lei. But not until I make you beg for it. That isn’t the first, and it won’t be the last.”
He presses his mouth to mine again, and then he pulls his fingers from my shorts and stands, walking off into the darkness.
Mother of god.
I’m officially ruined.
“TELL ME WHAT I HEARD out there was exactly what I thought it was?” Kara whispers as I sneak back into our tent after my encounter with Rhett.
Oh god.
She heard us.
She heard me?
Was I loud?
Did everyone hear?
My god, what do I sound like?
Shame tightens my chest as I pray to the dear lord I didn’t sound like a dying cat.
“You could hear me?” I whisper.
“I heard you alright, so did everyone. What the hell happened out there? I need all the details. Every single one.”
I close my eyes, pressing my hands over my face.
“Lei, you have five seconds to answer me I swear to god ...”
“I don’t know, honestly. We were talking and he told me he overheard me tell you that I was a virgin and things just spiraled from there, next thing I know he had his hand in my shorts ...”