Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 89820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 449(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 449(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Holding her up against the door, I press my open mouth against her neck, tasting her sweet skin.
“Fuck me,” she growls into my hair, pushing her tits up against me as she scrapes her fingers through my hair. “Can you fuck me here?”
Yes. Hell, yes. Right now I need this.
But this damn outfit. I pull away, inspecting it. “How does this…”
She smiles. “Oh.” She pulls the neck wide and lets it slip easily from her shoulders, leaving her naked except for her thong.
And for once, I’m speechless, that silver tongue of mine perfectly useless in my mouth. I’ve never seen a more gorgeous set of breasts in my life. Her whole body is a work of art—her breasts not more than a handful with perfect pink nipples I can’t wait to suck on, her waist tight, her curves even more beautiful than all my fantasies had created. I’m like a kid in a candy store, hardly knowing what part of her to devour first. My cock strains against my pants, so ready it’s about to burst.
Scooping her up from her tight little ass, I wrap her limbs around me as she takes my earlobe into her mouth, sucking on it. She lets out a gasp and tilts her head back, giving me access to her long neck as I feel for the fabric of her barely-there thong.
Her breath hitches when I hook a finger under the fine filament and easily rip them free, lowering my hands down her hips and caressing the full globes of her backside. And now she’s naked for me. Tenley Bayliss is naked and wanting me. Incredible, is all I can think, and I might even say it aloud. She’s incredible, a fantasy come true. It makes it impossible to believe I ever doubted this.
I nudge her thighs apart and run my fingers down her slit, finding her so wet and ready. For me. She wants me. I can’t even get that through my head.
She gasps and shudders when my finger finds her clit, suggesting she wants more. I hungrily oblige by flicking my finger over it, making her moan aloud. “Brooks,” she whispers. “Please… go slower, now…”
I can’t even believe this luck. I’m finally going to be inside my sweet Stranger. My sweet Stranger, who right now I want to know as deeply as one human can know another.
“You want it here, or…?”
“Yes, please…”
“Do you want me to fuck you against the door?” I growl at her, to which she nods mutely.
I’m frantic with excitement. I want her. Every last bit of her. Now. But I’m too damn excited. Her breath is warm on my face. Her nose bumps against mine. I can feel her pulse fluttering under her skin against me.
I’d had it in my head that tonight we’d take it slow. I’d spend time getting to know the girl I thought of as a Stranger. But right now, I can’t. All I want is to sink into her.
But I’m not sure once will be enough.
I’m hyperaware that her nipples are hard because I can feel them pushing against my T-shirt even through the layers of clothing. I press her harder against the door and rub a thumb over her nipple. Yep, already stiff. I suck on it hard.
Yes. Oh God, these are beautiful breasts, made even more beautiful now that I’ve tasted them and they’re wet with my saliva. I tongue one nub, and then the other, again and again and again. She mewls at the sensation and tangles her hands in my hair. “God.”
She reaches down and pulled at my belt buckle, wasting no time. My cock jumps to attention at once, thrilled to be in play so soon in the game.
In the darkness, we scrabble at each other’s clothing. She grabs for my pants, dipping her hand inside and drawing out my cock as expertly as if she’d been imagining this moment almost as much as I’ve been. She’s doing it all. When I bring my hand down lower, I feel her heat.
“Now,” she orders, her heart beating a mad drumbeat against mind, her breathing shallow and raspy. “Now.”
I hook her legs around my hips, press her up against the door, and drive into her so fast that it steals both of our breath.
She screams, a sound I stifle with a hot, open-mouthed kiss, to keep anyone outside from hearing.
And then I fuck her. Long, deep strokes into her. And goddamn, she feels better than I imagined. I feel myself losing it almost the instant I fill her warm, wet confines.
Either the door’s shaking, or the whole world’s shaking, because I get into a fast rhythm in the dark. She growls against me, begging, “Yes, oh, please, yes. You feel so good.”
It’s only when I’m coming that I realize I’d forgotten the condom.