Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 69330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
“I’ll get addicted to this pussy,” he said with a groan, dragging his tongue over her slit. “I’m glad you shave. This way, I can taste all of you.”
Her hips jerked as he parted her with his fingers and pulled back to study her. “Beautiful, just like the rest of you.”
He fixed his gaze on hers, reading her reaction as he slipped a finger inside. When she moaned, he gave a few shallow pumps.
She gripped the sheets. “More.”
“My greedy girl,” he said with a note of approval. “I won’t deny you.”
Another finger joined the first, stretching her. He increased his pace, taking her deeper with every thrust while stroking her clit with his free hand.
“So wet for me,” he hummed. “That’s a good girl. We’ve got to get you wetter still if I’m to fit my cock in this tight pussy.”
Her head fell back as he gently nipped her clit. Holding the nub in the vise of his teeth, he flicked his tongue over the sensitive nerve endings.
“Bono.”
He dragged his chin over her sex, the grating of his stubble leaving a delicious heat on her skin. “Say my name again.”
“Bono.”
“You have no idea how right that sounds.”
Before she could formulate a reply, he doubled his efforts, sucking harder and pumping faster. She exploded in his mouth with a scream, her channel tightening around his fingers. Pleasure ripped through her.
A smile played on his lips when he lifted his head to meet her gaze. “That was only the beginning.” Pushing her legs wide open, he said, “Stay. Don’t close them.”
He got to his feet and removed his clothes, all the while watching her. The exposed position felt vulnerable, but she also felt safe. No malice or cruelty reflected in his eyes. Only admiration shone in their depths.
Finally naked, he towered over her in all his male perfection. Every muscle was sketched with deep defining lines. His shoulders were so broad it seemed as if he could carry the world on them and not buckle under the strain. His cock jutted out proudly, thick and long and traced with manly veins.
“Take off your clothes and keep your legs open,” he said. “I love the view.”
Wanting to please him with a need born somewhere deep inside her, she undid the buttons down the front of her dress and pulled her arms from the sleeves.
“Now the bra.”
Sitting up, she undid the clasp at the back and pushed the straps over her shoulders and down her arms to free her breasts.
“Lie back.”
His instructions were firm but gentle, exactly what she needed. It was easy to obey.
For a while, he only looked at her, running his gaze up and down her body. Leaning down, he dragged a finger from the hollow of her throat to her navel. Her belly contracted with anticipation when the head of his cock brushed against her inner thigh.
Keeping his weight on his arms, he lowered his body over hers and closed his lips over the hardened tip of her breast. There were no words to describe the sensation. It was heaven. His tongue was hot and wet, and despite his tender ministrations, her need climbed again. Desire pulsed in her veins, sending heat to her core.
“I want you,” she whispered.
He sat back on his heels and dragged her hips toward him. “That’s good. Perfect. I want to look at you.”
Tracing her slit with his thumb, he gathered her arousal and lubricated her folds. Her pulse spiked when he fisted the root of his cock and positioned the head at her entrance.
His words sounded like a warning. “I’m going to take you with every inch I’ve got.”
A moan fell from her lips as he pushed forward, parting her. The stretch made her burn with a fire that consumed her from the inside out. He penetrated her carefully, taking his time while rubbing her clit with one hand and caressing her breast with the other.
“More,” she demanded, desperate with a need she’d never felt before.
“Soon.” He shifted his hips. “Relax for me.”
She made a conscious effort to soften her inner muscles, letting him in deeper.
“You’re doing good, beautiful.” He abandoned her breast to give the same attention to its twin, rolling the nipple between his fingers. “Take a breath.”
When she dragged in a lungful of air, he pushed almost all the way in and then paused to give her time to adjust.
“Are you ready to take more?” he asked.
She nodded.
Cupping her head, he lifted her upper body and sealed his lips over hers in a tender kiss that matched the gentleness with which he stroked her back.
“Your watch,” she said, breaking the kiss. “It’s scratching me.”
It wasn’t a lie, but the motivation behind her words nearly killed her.
He released her to remove the wrist pad and placed it on the nightstand. Searching her lips again, he brushed a promise over them with a kiss. “I’m going to make this good for you.”