Total pages in book: 166
Estimated words: 156145 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 781(@200wpm)___ 625(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 156145 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 781(@200wpm)___ 625(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
She laughed a little nervously. “You said that before.”
“I’ll say it again.” He tongued one nipple. “Pretty and pink and...fuck. Just fucking perfect.”
“Don’t stop.” She laced her fingers through his hair and drew him back down. “Harder.”
He set his teeth gently against her nipple and then increased the pressure slightly when she went wild beneath him. Through it all, he kept his eyes open. Gideon wanted it all, every nuance of expression, every reaction. All of it.
A flush stole across her freckled cheeks and over her chest, and her small breasts heaved with each sobbed breath. He moved to give her other nipple the same treatment but kept stroking the first, pinching it with the same amount of pressure he’d applied with his mouth.
She shuddered against him, her hips grinding. “Gideon. Oh, God. I think I could come from this alone.”
“I’m not done yet.” He pressed one last kiss to each nipple and then slid back until he knelt on the floor next to the bed. He grabbed her hips and jerked her to the edge. This close, he could see every part of her. Gideon drew his thumb over her slit. “You need more.”
“Yes.”
He used his thumbs to part her. “Next time, you’ll tell me exactly what you want.”
“Next time?” She lifted her head to give him a dazed look. “Why next time?”
“Because I’m a selfish bastard.” His mouth actually watered being this close to the most private part of Lucy. Her pussy was as flushed as the rest of her skin, wet and wanting and practically begging for his tongue. There wasn’t a single damn reason not to give her exactly what he wanted. “I hope you’re ready.”
CHAPTER SIX
LUCY HAD NEVER enjoyed oral. Not really. It was yet another area where Jeff’s competitiveness soured any inkling of pleasure she might get from the act. He had a series of moves he’d go through, the goal being to get her wet enough for sex. Truth be told, she’d always suspected he didn’t like the act any more than she did, but the one time she’d brought it up, it had been one of the worst fights they’d ever had.
The first rasp of whiskers against Lucy’s inner thigh drove thoughts of her ex right out of her head. Gideon didn’t immediately go for her clit. Instead he dragged his cheek against her other thigh, using the motion to spread her legs farther.
She lifted her head just as he dipped down and drew his tongue over her in one long lick. Then he did it again—as if she was his favorite flavor of ice cream. Considering their frenzied making out, she’d expected this to be just as quick...
Should have known better than to make assumptions about Gideon.
Especially after last time.
He spread her folds and thrust his tongue into her, his low growl making the act unbearably erotic. Lucy’s thoughts slammed to a halt and her mind went gloriously blank. “Holy shit.”
He didn’t appear to hear her. Gideon fucked her pussy with his tongue as if he couldn’t get enough of her taste. He gripped her thighs with his big hands, holding her open to his ministrations even when her muscles shook with the effort to react, to move, to do something.
She thrashed her head from one side to the other, the sensations too much and not enough—and she didn’t know how to put it into words. Honesty. Words crowded in her throat, too raw and vulnerable to give voice, but then she felt his teeth and they burst forth in a rush. “My clit. Gideon, suck on my clit. Use your teeth.” Like he had with her nipples. Like he was doing right now with her labia.
Her entire body coiled at the thought, and the feeling intensified when he did exactly as she asked. There was no macho posturing or telling her that he was more than capable of pleasing her without an instruction manual. Gideon just...listened.
He sucked her clit into his mouth and set his teeth against the sensitive bundle of nerve endings. She arched almost completely off the bed, and he used the move to slide his hands under her ass and lift her so he could feast more effectively.
Because that was exactly what he was doing—feasting.
There was nothing gentle or teasing about his touch now. He went after her clit in a way that was just shy of pain, sending little zings of pure bliss through her. Her body coiled tighter yet, so close to the edge, she didn’t know how much longer she could hold out.
Gideon lifted his head just enough to speak, his lips brushing her heated flesh with every word. “Do you want to come like this?”
Asking that question was the single sexiest thing anyone had ever done to her. Choice. Control. Who knew it could be such a turn-on?