Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 121578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 608(@200wpm)___ 486(@250wpm)___ 405(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 608(@200wpm)___ 486(@250wpm)___ 405(@300wpm)
“Gotcha,” he says against my ear. He noses my hair out of his way and licks the sensitive spot between my neck and shoulder, then grazes his teeth against my skin. “You gave a good chase.”
What a liar, he’s barely out of breath and I can’t catch mine.
He carries me easily to a small rectangle of blue stone at the base of a tree—only large enough to be a bench for woodland fairies or a resting spot for a bunny.
“Put your feet down.” He lowers me until my toes touch the rock. It’s just big enough for my sneakers, leaving my heels hanging off the edge a bit. “There you go. Good girl.” He pats my behind.
He gently presses his hand between my shoulder blades. “Brace yourself.”
I grasp the trunk, my nails scratching against rough bark.
He kneels behind me and slowly lifts my dress, trailing kisses behind my knees and higher. I shift my feet, embarrassed my thighs are so slick. I moan and shiver with excitement when he hooks his fingers in my underwear and drags them down to my knees.
He brushes his lips against the backs of my legs, then slides his hand between my thighs.
“Fuuuck,” he breathes out. He teases his finger along my slit. “You’re so wet. You liked being chased?”
“Only by you.” I sag against the tree, hugging it more than bracing myself against it. “I want you so much.” I don’t even care how desperate I sound.
“That’s good.” There’s a crinkling and rustling of fabric. “Because I’m so fucking hard for you.” He taps my hip. “Stick your ass out for me a little more.”
He nudges my entrance with his cock and I gasp, lifting on my toes.
“Easy,” he warns, sliding in slow. Taking his sweet time. He groans and curses. Rough fingers dig into my hips.
With the first hard push, my cheek scrapes bark, and I wince. “Ow.”
“Aw, shit.” He pulls out. “Come here.” He captures me around the waist again, bunching my dress up against my stomach while he carries me away from the tree.
I kick my legs, my underwear falling to my ankles. Keeping me tight to his body with one arm, he slips one hand between my legs. “Look at you showing off your pretty pussy to the entire forest,” he teases as he strokes two fingers over my clit.
A mixture of laughter and moaning bubbles out of me.
The man must have abs, glutes, and quads of steel. He lowers us to the ground where I end up on top of him, then quickly rolls us. Keeping one arm under my head, protecting me from the ground, he hooks his other one behind my knee, spreading me wide. He settles between my thighs and thrusts in all the way.
“Oh!” I yelp.
“Take it.” He covers my mouth with his, kissing me deep.
I wrap my arms around his neck and my other leg around his waist. He hums encouraging noises into my mouth, his tongue licking and stroking mine. He breaks away panting, staring down at me with an absolutely feral gleam in his eyes.
“Tell me you like this.” He pumps in and out of me at a frantic pace. “You like your man hunting you down.” His thrusting slows but he stops to grind himself into me. “Fucking you out in the open.”
“Yes, yes, yes.” My hands fall to his shoulders.
He growls and slides his hand out from under my head. I fall back on soft earth and stare up at him as he gathers my wrists in one hand and pins them above me.
“Yes.” His eyes widen with satisfaction. “That’s nice.” He releases my leg.
“Please,” I whisper. “I want to come.”
He kisses my forehead. “Come, baby.” He squeezes my thigh. “Lock your legs around me.”
I lift my hips and cross my ankles, finding a new delicious angle. With my arms still pinned, I use my legs for leverage, working myself against him.
“That’s it,” he encourages. His fingers play with the buttons of my dress. They’re too tiny to undo one-handed. He dips down and bites at the fabric, tearing at it with teeth and fingers until buttons go flying. He scrabbles with the cup of my bra, tugging it down until he frees one breast.
His desperation to see my body outside in broad daylight triggers something deep inside me. My thighs tremble.
“Fuck yes,” he growls as he sucks my nipple between his lips and flicks his tongue against the tip. The zip of electricity from the wet suction of his mouth travels straight to my core. Brutal pleasure throbs from my clit, spreading down my legs and through my body. I spasm around him so hard, he groans.
The sensations intensify. I grunt and scream with the overwhelming, painful pleasure.
“That’s it,” he groans. “Come for me. Be as loud as you want. I got you.”