Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 80572 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80572 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
“No matter what happens, you’ll keep your hands where I tell you to. If you move them, you know what will happen.”
He spreads my legs and inhales deeply. “Fuuuckkk me.”
I take it he likes this.
The first touch of his tongue makes my hips jerk with a spasm of pleasure.
“Oh. Oh,” I moan. Keep your hands behind your head. Keep your hands behind your head. My cheeks flame. I’m so exposed and this is so outside of my realm of experience. I can’t—
Oh. I melt, succumbing to the utter bliss of what he’s doing. I’ve definitely never felt anything like this before now. His groans of pleasure mingle with mine as he lazily licks me, gliding his tongue with expert precision between my wet folds.
“Sergio,” I whisper. Oh my goodness, the sensation is too much. I’m going to pass out from the utter perfection of this.
Again, and again, he drags his tongue between my legs and again, and again, I writhe and breathe, each wave of sensation rendering me speechless, thoughtless, weightless. I feel like I’m careening toward something but have no idea what or how, or what happens when I reach there.
He pauses and lifts his head. I meet his eyes, abashed but eager to see him.
“You okay?” he whispers. I shiver at the feel of his warm breath there.
“I am going to die of utter and complete bliss, but I think I’m okay with that.”
I can’t see his mouth—gah!—but his eyes twinkle at me.
And then he’s back, licking and sucking with such perfect touches of his tongue my breathing hitches. My hips jerk and I feel if he stops right now, I’ll die.
Waves of pleasure crash over me without warning. My body jerks as I’m completely swept away in a tidal wave of euphoria. I’m wrecked with pleasure as he holds me to him, his mouth still between my legs.
“Beautiful,” he groans, as he comes up beside me. “God, I can’t believe how gorgeous you are when you come.”
I want to tuck my flaming hot cheeks away so he can’t see me, and thankfully he gets that. He holds me, bringing me to his chest. “Shh,” he whispers as if he thinks I’m going to cry. “You okay?”
“That… was… amazing,” I groan.
Amazing. He shakes his head. “You’re amazing.”
I feel the hardened length of his erection pressed up against me. “I want you, Eden.”
I know what he wants. I want it, too.
I nod. “Me, too. Make me forget everything, Sergio. Everything but how I feel about you.”
And then I’m in his arms and he’s holding me, rocking me, as if memorizing how my naked skin feels against his. I rest my head on his shoulder and he kisses it before he kneels back down and arranges me beneath him. “I have so much to show you,” he whispers. “Tonight, we’ll make love.”
I watch him slide on a condom, his gaze on mine.
I tremble when he nudges my center with the head of his sex. I let myself go and be present in this moment. I sigh when he glides into my center with a grunt of pleasure.
I love the way he stretches me. The way he pulses in me, a clear indication that he’s holding himself back. I wrap my legs around him as he gently, firmly increases his tempo.
“You okay?”
“Feeling… like… I’m about to chase that first utterly blissful moment with a second, but that’s okay.” He breathes. “I’m excellent.”
My urge to explore him, to explore us, overwhelms me. We move together, our bodies entwined. I hold him as heat radiates between us, joined in mutual pleasure.
I relax and open to him. My senses heighten and I’m aware of the way his breathing quickens, the feel of blissful friction with every thrust of his hips, the way my body wraps around his with a welcome caress. We move together in perfect harmony, lost in the moment as we become one.
The energy between us builds until we shatter in a crescendo of pleasure.
“Ah! Ah,” I sigh into the euphoric release at the same time he does.
I want him so badly. I need him. Before Sergio, I was incomplete. With him, I’m whole.
His movements slow, but I hold onto him still.
I don’t know I’m crying until he kisses me, but the gentle touches loosen a knot in my belly, and I openly weep.
“That was beautiful,” I whisper, sniffing against the broad expanse of his chest as he holds me. “Beautiful.”
I want to tell him I love him.
I want to tell him I’ll never leave him.
But I’m still not sure what love is, and I can’t make promises I don’t know if I can keep.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Sergio
I don’t know why I expected Eden to open up to me after we made love. If anything, the opposite happens.
We lay in each other’s arms, under the twinkling stars, a warm breeze cascading around us. She’s quiet and withdrawn.