Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
"Kelsey. Christ, Kelsey. What are you doing to me?" I groan, watching my dick disappear between those crimson lips again and then again. She sucks me deep, her eyes rolling back in her head as she pushes to take more of me. She's so eager, so hungry for my cock. It's the sexiest thing I've ever seen.
"Thanking you," she pulls back long enough to say.
I growl and drag her up my body, claiming her lips in a deep kiss. She wraps around me, pressing her body to mine. And Jesus, she's soft everywhere. Soft and sweet and perfect.
"You don't owe me a thank you for loving you, elskan mín. It's the easiest thing I've ever done."
"Kris." She melts beneath me.
I kiss my way down her body, tasting every inch of her. I spend extra time on her scars, reminding her that they're just as perfect as the rest of her. They don't change a goddamn thing for me. Not a single thing about her diagnosis changes how I feel about her. If anything, knowing the truth has only made the way I feel about her stronger. She's carried so fucking much for so long. It's my turn to carry it for her.
She'll never be afraid alone again. She'll never be sick alone again. She'll never cry alone again. For the rest of her life, she'll have me. I don't care if we never have babies. So long as I have her, I have everything I need. She's what I need to keep breathing. If I have that, everything in my world is exactly right.
"Kris!" She throws her head back, crying my name when I spread her wide and take one long lick of her. She tastes even sweeter than she did the first time I ate her. I groan and pull her closer, falling on her like a starving animal. I eat her loud and messy, not caring if everyone in the hotel hears us. Let them. At least they'll know I satisfied my woman. They'll know she's finally fucking mine.
"I love the way you taste," I growl, slipping two fingers inside of her and curling them up to hit her g-spot. "Like peaches, Kelsey."
She shouts my name, grabbing for my hand.
"Come, princess. Let me feel it."
"Kris. I…I…" Her eyes are wide and startled, as if she's afraid to let herself fall.
"Let go, Kelsey," I croon, nipping at her hip. "I've got you. I'll always have you." I stiffen my tongue, running it in circles around her clit as I stroke her G-spot again.
Her body locks up as her inner muscles clamp down on my fingers. She comes all over my face, crying my name into the room. I eat her through it, groaning at how damn perfect she is. God, if I could keep her like this forever, I would. I'd chain her to my bed and fuck her for eternity. We wouldn't eat, wouldn't sleep. We'd just fuck. If there's a heaven, that's mine.
I crawl over her, dragging her leg up over my hip. My cock slides through her folds, bumping her clit. She gasps, trembling in my arms.
"You like that, don't you?" I smile, brushing strands of hair out of her face to kiss her. She's glowing, looking more beautiful than she's ever looked.
"Yes. Do it again."
"Mm. I think I'll do this instead," I whisper, pressing the head of my cock to her entrance. I rock forward. Her body resists for a moment before the head of my cock slips inside.
We both groan then. She's so fucking tight. Jesus. How is she even tighter this time than she was the first time?
"Jesus, princess." I rock forward again, not stopping until I'm sheathed in her heat, and she's dragging her nails down my back. I claim her lips again, pouring my soul into her. Fuck. It's hers anyway, isn't it? It has been since the moment I set eyes on her. There is no changing the way I feel about her. It's immutable, permanent.
"I love you, Kris."
Her sweet confession breathes life into me. I pump my hips, fucking her slow and steady. I take my time with her, learning what makes her shake and what makes her clench around me. I touch her everywhere. Love her to the brink and then pull her back again. We drift toward heaven and float toward nirvana, lost in love.
"Kris, Kris, please," she gasps when she can't stand it anymore. She's shaking beneath me, her endless blue eyes dazed and glossy. "Please, let me come."
I've just been waiting for her to say the words. I drag her hip higher, changing the angle, and go deeper. Harder. I grind against her clit with each thrust, wrapped around her so tightly I'm unsure where I end, and she begins. Not sure there is an end to one and a beginning to the other. We're one now. Complete.