Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 126485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 632(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 632(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Maybe this was a bad idea, and my body was probably way too exhausted, but I wanted to be with Lorcan. I knew he’d make me forget all else.
“I need—”
I didn’t have to finish my sentence. Lorcan’s lips pressed against mine, much gentler than I remembered them. I touched his chest, allowing his warmth to seep into me to banish any remnants of my dream.
The gentle friction of our lips stirred something inside of me, and when his tongue parted my lips and teased my mouth, I was ready to hand all control over to Lorcan. I just wanted to feel, not think, not act. I wanted to be putty in his hands. Lorcan pushed my strap down, revealing my breast. His fingers found my nub and tugged, gently at first then harder. He rolled my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, but our kiss remained slow. Still, I felt every stroke of his tongue and every tug of my nipple between my legs. A familiar warmth filled my core.
Lorcan pulled back and yanked my nightgown over my head then pushed me back down onto the bed. “Close your eyes,” he demanded.
My eyelids fluttered shut as my body sank into the mattress. For a moment, I was worried the blackness would invite unwelcome images back, but then heat engulfed my nipple as Lorcan sucked it into his mouth. A finger brushed my other breast then lightly traced my areola. He sucked my nipple hard, making my back arch, while his finger continued the soft tracing. The contrast of the two touches was intoxicating, and my panties clung to my wet center. His finger followed the underside of my breast down to my navel, and he circled that as well, making me giggle.
“A weak spot,” Lorcan rumbled against my breast before closing his lips around my nipple again.
Too focused on his finger sliding lower, and stroking along the hem of my panties, I didn’t say anything. I needed his touch so badly. “Lorcan—”
“Shh, sweet Aislinn, you’ll get exactly what you need.”
His finger glided over my mound, brushed my clit for a bare second before he followed my wet panties into the crease between my folds. I moaned softly when he gently slid his finger back and forth. My panties were completely ruined by now.
“Beautifully wet,” Lorcan said in a low voice.
He kept up the gentle teasing, bringing me to the brink but not close enough to fall. Lorcan released my nipple and his lips followed the same trail his finger took until he hovered his mouth over my pussy. He pushed my legs farther apart so he could settle between them. Then his tongue pushed between my folds, tasting me through the fabric of my panties. It was strangely erotic and the sensation was more arousing than I’d thought.
“Your panties are dripping. I can taste you perfectly.” He dipped his tongue even deeper, wedging the fabric against my opening. I moaned and parted my legs even wider. I wanted his tongue and fingers inside of me then his cock. I wanted all of him.
The mattress moved as his weight shifted then he closed my legs so he could slide my panties down my legs. With my legs pressed together, he pushed them up against my chest.
“Beautiful.”
Goose bumps covered my skin at his praise. He left kisses on my ass cheeks and folds then lightly sucked them into his mouth before forcing his tongue between them. The tight pressure of my closed legs intensified the feel of his tongue against my sensitive flesh. More arousal dripped out of me and Lorcan’s tongue lapped it up then dipped lower to the opening he’d claimed when he punished me. I clenched, a mix of lust and anxiety coursing through me, but his tongue only brought pleasure. Then it was gone and a firmer presence parted my folds. He pushed a single finger into me. I gasped at how intense it felt due to the position. He eased it in and out slowly. I whined when he stopped touching me. Then his finger brushed my lips, coating them with my juices. “Open up.”
I did and sucked his finger clean, tasting myself and growing unexpectedly more aroused from it. Lorcan released his grip on my legs, and I lowered and parted them invitingly.
“You want to be licked?”
I gave a terse nod.
He shifted and a soft, wet touch teased my clit. Lorcan kissed it, and then the mattress moved again. For a while nothing happened. It took all my self-control not to open my eyes. My lips parted in surprise when his thick tip entered my folds. I hadn’t expected that. He brushed it over my clit until I was panting, and his tip was slick with my lust. He slid deeper, and I sunk my teeth into my lower lip at the firm pressure against my opening. He breached me until his tip was engulfed by my walls. I released the breath I was holding. After these last few weeks of abstinence, I had to get used to his girth again. The stretching was close to being painful, but at the same time it increased a very deep sensation of pleasure that filled my entire body. Lorcan didn’t touch me anywhere else as he worked his entire erection into me.