Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 83343 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83343 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
“Fuck,” I spit out.
Her breaths are heavy, half panting, half moaning with every movement I make. A look of fear crosses her expression and it’s like she wants to flee. I bend and press a kiss to her lips. She can’t not want to do this. Because this feels as good as it gets.
I reach underneath her, push one leg up and over my shoulder and the change of position makes her tighter somehow. I glance down and see her glistening on my cock, and I have to squeeze my eyes shut because it’s so fucking glorious and I’m going to come and it’s all going to be over so quickly.
“Vincent,” she calls out.
I still. I don’t want this over for either of us. Not yet.
She looks up at me. Desperate.
“Breathe,” I say. “Deep breaths.” Our skin is hot and slick with sweat, and even though it feels like I’ve only been inside her for a few minutes, it also feels like it’s been this way for hours.
Her chest heaves and I bend and lick at her nipples, careful, because they’ll be tender from all the attention I gave them earlier.
My breath steadies, but underneath my skin is a buzz that won’t go away.
“You okay?” I ask.
“I’m not sure,” she says, “but don’t stop.”
I groan and start to move into her again, the buzzing pressing through my skin, and I can’t hear for the boom, boom, boom in my veins. She lifts her hips to meet mine and we crash against each other, both yearning and desperate. Something explodes in my chest and I realize I’m about three seconds away from coming.
I can’t stop it.
I don’t want to.
But at the same time, I want these three seconds to last for as long as humanly possible.
I push into her so hard, I drive her up the bed. Her body twists and shakes as she comes apart underneath me and I piston up, up, up and fuuuck.
All I see is white light and summer flowers.
I can’t open my eyes for minutes, hours, maybe it’s fucking days. I’ve lost all track of time.
“I need to pee,” she says from under me eventually. She’s holding my waist, and I’m still inside her.
I move and take off the condom while she heads to the bathroom. I’m exhausted and maybe even dead, but neither of those things can stop me watching her ass as she moves across the room.
She doesn’t shut the door and I can’t see her, but I hear her pee. I laugh and scrub my face with my hands. I don’t think a woman has ever peed with the door open. I hadn’t realized it until now.
I hear the faucets go and then she re-appears. She heads to the minibar and pulls out two bottles of water. “You want one?”
I sit up and nod. She hands it to me and I pull her back onto the bed with me. She sits cross-legged opposite me, completely naked and I laugh again because I one hundred percent appreciate the view.
“What?” she asks, before taking a swig of water.
“Your body is incredible.”
“Thanks,” she says, screwing the lid back on the bottle.
She’s so adorable.
I take a swig of water and then put the lid back on the bottle and toss it onto the floor. Then I take her bottle from her hand and throw it so it follows mine, and pull her onto me so she’s straddling me where I lie.
“So now it’s okay for me to be on top?” she asks.
“Maybe for a bit.”
She shifts in place a little and the slick feel of her wakes up my cock immediately. Jesus, five seconds ago, I was so spent, I wasn’t sure I’d ever walk again. How am I ready to fuck again so quickly?
I settle my hands around her waist, my thumbs slotting under her hip bones.
She lifts up her breasts. “My nipples are a little sore,” she says.
“They’ll be tender for a few days after tonight.”
“I didn’t realize I liked that.” She’s started moving over me, sliding up and down my cock as we talk.
I nod. “You’re very responsive.”
“Like now?” She tips her head back as she picks up her pace and gasps. “I’m so wet again. I ache, I want you inside me so much.”
Fuck, this woman knows just what to say to me.
“Yeah?” I ask. “You want me deep like before?” I feel the throb underneath her skin as she moves against me.
“So deep,” she whispers. “So, so, deep.”
“How did it feel, Kate?” I can barely get the words out. My throat is all brambles and tequila and I want to fuck this woman so badly, I can barely breathe.
She whimpers and she reaches her fingers to her clit, but I push her hand away. She’s not making herself come. Not on my watch.