Total pages in book: 132
Estimated words: 128801 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 644(@200wpm)___ 515(@250wpm)___ 429(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 128801 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 644(@200wpm)___ 515(@250wpm)___ 429(@300wpm)
Her chest heaved, and I could feel the shivers rolling through her. Shivers of need and ones that were coming from whatever wounds I’d unknowingly inflicted.
“Look at you,” I muttered at her ear, tugging her closer against me.
My cock was stone, pressing into the small of her back, and our breaths had gone ragged.
I watched as her gaze traced over herself.
Over us.
This gorgeous girl in front of me, all her beauty up against the hard planes of me where I towered over her.
My fingertips pressed into her stomach, needing her closer.
Dakota whimpered.
“Look at you,” I said again, voice so low.
“Do you see what I see? Because what I see is this fuckin’ stunning woman who’s got me so hard I can hardly think straight. So twisted up, I might black out. A woman who walks into the room and every head turns, drawn to her beauty.”
My hand wandered, gliding up her quivering stomach to come to just below her breasts.
“A goddess.” I breathed it at her ear.
Whimpering, she pressed back against me. “Ryder.”
I kept going, my voice low in the confines of the room. “Look at her. This woman who is so strong and fierce. One who strives for what she wants. Fights for it. But she’s also good, through and through. So thoughtful and kind that it breaks my heart looking at her because I know I could never be a match to who she is.”
I smoothed both my palms down the front of the pajama top and dipped them under, riding them back up, taking the material with me as I went.
And I was the one who was fucking trembling because I couldn’t wait to get to those gorgeous tits I knew were hiding underneath. Tits she’d driven me to madness with over all these years. Chills lifted on her flesh as I dragged the damp fabric up and pulled it over her head.
I grunted at the sight. “Fuck, look at you, Dakota.”
She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her breasts were heavy, dusky pink nipples peaked and hard.
I cupped them from the underside and dragged the pad of my thumbs over the pebbled tips, trying not to come in my pants because fuck, the number of times I’d imagined touching her like this.
She gasped and sagged against me, a tiny moan getting free of her delicious mouth as I continued to rub circles. “Ryder. God, I don’t think I can take this.”
“You can’t take it, Dakota?” My mouth returned to her ear. “Do you have any idea the way you teased me with these gorgeous tits? Wearing all those sweet dresses? Knowing how perfect you were underneath. Did you know, Dakota?”
The back of her head shook against my chest.
“Well listen now and don’t ever forget it. You are everything. Inside and out.”
I nipped my teeth over her earlobe before I kissed down her neck, gliding lower, before I fully knelt. I angled around the side so I could continue to watch her through the mirror. The way she shivered and shook as I hooked my fingers in the waistband of her sleep shorts and peeled them down her legs, taking her underwear with me as I went.
I unwound them from her ankles.
It left her completely bare in front of me.
A sight I’d only dreamed of seeing.
Rich brown hair streaked in honey cascaded around her shoulders, draping down to brush over her tits.
Hips full and wide.
The girl nothing but delicious curves and tempting frame.
“Told you last night that you’re the one who’s had me on my knees, Dakota. A beggar at your feet. Do you get it now?”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
Still behind her, I slowly pushed to standing, fingers sinking into her hips and dragging her back against me.
All that soft against all my hard.
I wanted to bury myself in it. Get lost in it.
And I knew I was treading a thin line. That I was teetering. Getting ready to fall off the side. But I couldn’t go on without her knowing what I saw when I looked at her.
How I felt.
That was the confession that threatened to erupt, and terror locked up my throat.
It was an admission I couldn’t give. Not until I was sure I could promise her everything.
That I wouldn’t be issuing a lie if I admitted what thrummed in my veins.
I slowly rounded her, placing soft kisses on every curve.
Her shoulders.
The swell of her breasts.
Riding down to her belly.
Her hips.
Her thighs.
Needy fingers dove into my hair, yanking at me.
I looked up, catching those eyes staring down at me. “Ryder, I don’t know what you’re trying to do to me, but you’d better do it fast.”
A rough chuckle scraped free. “Eager girl.”
“I already told you I’ve been waiting for too long. I need it. I need you.”
She yanked me toward her pussy that was right in my face. I sent her a smirk as I nudged my hand between her thighs and pressed two fingers into her cunt.