Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 79932 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79932 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
“Aspen,” he groaned again, more urgently this time. “I’m going to come.”
I stayed right where I was, adrenaline crackling through my veins as I felt him harden another degree.
“Fuck,” he hissed right before he spilled inside my mouth.
I swallowed him down, gliding my fingers over my swollen lips as I moved back slightly. “I like the sounds you make too,” I said, my skin too tight and hot for my body. I needed to get out of this tub, needed to—
Crossland stood up, reaching for me as he hauled me out of the water and immediately laid me down on the heated marble floor. I gasped, my flushed, sensitive skin reacting to the change, but Cross stole my breath with a kiss as he licked into my mouth.
His hand glided down my body and between my thighs, and he slid his fingers through my heat. Everything narrowed to the way he made me feel, to the sensations he wrenched from my body. He kissed his way down my breasts, sucking my nipple into his mouth until it was peaked for him before doing the same to the other, all the while his fingers. He stroked me, teasing my aching clit with light circles.
I arched into his touch, desperate for more contact, and he smiled into our kiss before sliding one finger inside me, then two, filling me, stretching me.
I whimpered, rocking into his hand as he pumped his fingers inside me, curling them until I shivered, dancing on the edge of release. And he kept me there, content to kiss the breath from my lungs and work me up into a tangled mess at his command.
My clit throbbed, begging for attention as everything coiled inside me.
He pulled back, blue eyes trailing the length of my body until he focused on where he touched me, eyes churning with lust as he pressed the heal of his palm into my aching clit, rubbing it hard and fast while he pumped those fingers inside of me over and over—
“Cross,” I groaned, his name a cry of release as pleasure tore through me.
“Fucking hell, Aspen,” he said, gently pulling his hand away. “I can’t get enough of you.”
I was still too thrown to respond or even question when he shifted away from me for a movement, only to return, urging me up to straddle his lap.
“Already?” I asked, breathless as I looked between us, noticing a condom rolled over his hard cock.
He gave me an incredulous look, like I should in no way be surprised.
I didn’t question it twice, and instead crushed my mouth over his as I settled over him, inching my way down until he was seated entirely inside me. I wrapped my arms around him, giving myself a moment to adjust, but thanks to what he’d just done, I didn’t need much time.
I moved on him, slowly at first, explorative to see what felt the best, what made him arch his head back in pleasure, and did as much of that as I could. We were chest to chest, his lips a breath away from mine as I rolled my hips, taking him in over and over again, chasing my pleasure like my life depended on it.
Each stroke felt better than the last, every kiss hungrier, every touch or grip a needy, desperate thing that fueled the heat flowing through my body.
This…this was everything. I never wanted it to end.
“So damn beautiful,” he said, cupping my breasts and rolling my nipples between his fingers. “Riding my cock like it was made for you. Fuck, kitten. That feels good.”
I rocked against him again, relishing the delighted shiver that rolled down his body from the move.
My body trembled, my thighs clenching on either side of his hips as we crashed together again and again, insatiable for the other. Everything in me tightened, that sweet edge sharp and gleaning with every stroke we made together until I completely came undone.
I whimpered, my orgasm tearing through me fast and sharp, stealing my breath as I felt him fall over that edge with me.
I went limp above him, my forehead resting against his as we caught our breath.
He smoothed his hands up and down my back before he pulled away enough to look at me, an infectious smile on his lips.
“What?” I asked.
“I got you all dirty,” he said. “Looks like we’ll have to start over.” He motioned behind us, to the tub. “Unless you have somewhere to be?” he asked.
“I’m wide open,” I said, then smirked. “Unless my boyfriend needs me to make an appearance at an event,” I teased. “Then I’ll have to go.”
His grin widened, and he playfully smacked my ass. “The only place you’re needed is right here.”
I gasped, delight rippling through my body.
In that moment, there was nowhere I’d rather be.
CHAPTER 12