Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 141492 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 707(@200wpm)___ 566(@250wpm)___ 472(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 141492 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 707(@200wpm)___ 566(@250wpm)___ 472(@300wpm)
Then he was kissing her again, melting the bones in her body so she couldn’t move if she wanted to. Her brain seemed to fog over when he nuzzled her neck and kissed his way to the curve of her breast. His fingers and thumb began to tug and roll her nipples, keeping even those strokes gentle, although every tug felt like a streak of lightning straight to her clit. He nuzzled the curve of her breast. Pulled her nipple into the hot haven of his mouth. She thought nothing could feel so erotic, but then he released her breast to kiss his way to that spot where her pulse throbbed and pounded in anticipation.
Petru sank his teeth deep, and Safia cried out in a kind of ecstasy, unable to hold back as she wrapped her arms around him, needing to anchor herself in him. His hands continued to move over her as he settled the length of his body between her legs, stretching them wide to accommodate the width of his shoulders.
Her breathing had given way to ragged panting. There was no control. None. One of his palms moved up and down her leg almost as if soothing her, although she found his touch more inflaming than soothing. With exquisite gentleness, he guided her leg over his back, making her feel more vulnerable than ever but also more excited and filled with stark need.
I burn for you. She should have been embarrassed to admit her loss of control, but need had been building until all at once she felt as if she might explode.
We go slow, sívamet. Your first time is slow. Your body must be prepared.
She wanted to tell him she was prepared, and there was a part of her that wanted him every bit as out of control as she was. His palm cradled the back of her head and urged her toward his chest as he blanketed her. His long heavy erection pressed hard against her inner thigh, making her wholly aware of how truly proportional he was.
Her mouth was against his bare chest. Already she had his exotic taste in her mouth. It was crazy, but she felt the slide of her teeth as she swept her tongue over his pulse. This time she needed no help connecting to his vein. He threw his head back, and his cock pulsed and jerked against her thigh. His scent surrounded her, along with that taste that was meant for her alone. It was sensual, heightening the need in her to connect them physically.
Worshipping you seems a very good idea.
Petru once more stroked his palm over her, outlining the shape of her hips and bringing his finger and thumb to her clit. She moaned, unable to contain the restless desire pouring through her body.
Petru.
Be still, Pelkgapâd és Meke Pirämet.
His whispered words stroked the walls of her mind with velvet caresses. He seemed to be everywhere. Inside her. Outside. She felt on fire. He reached between them to find his hot erection, lining the broad head up with her entrance. Safia swept her tongue across the tiny holes to stop the blood from leaking from his vein. She wanted to concentrate on every detail of their joining.
Petru didn’t take her fast and hard as she expected him to. She had no idea why that was her expectation, but he proceeded very slowly, the broad head sliding into her wet heat like an invader, the tight walls of her sheath reluctantly yielding for him.
His breath hissed out of him. She could see the strain on his face, the shudder going through his body. You’re so tight, Safia. So much tighter than I anticipated.
Good tight or bad tight? she dared to ask him. She didn’t know the difference.
Feel for yourself.
He shared the exquisite pleasure with her, the way it felt to him with her silken tunnel surrounding his shaft with such heat. With such fire. He could barely breathe with the pleasure. He hit her barrier and stopped instantly when she winced.
We do not need to show bloodstained sheets to anyone, Safia. There is no need for you to feel uncomfortable. I ask that you allow me to deal with the pain of your virginity. I want your first time with me to be only pleasure for you.
How could she not fall in love with him? It was impossible not to see the man—her man—looking after her. Making certain everything was perfect for her. Her gaze moved over his face. That face. Becoming so beloved to her. So familiar to her. He thought she couldn’t see beyond his expressionless mask, but she was beginning to see much more than he realized. Blinking back tears, she nodded her consent and then wrapped her arms around him in an effort to bring him even closer to her.