Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 48187 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 241(@200wpm)___ 193(@250wpm)___ 161(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48187 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 241(@200wpm)___ 193(@250wpm)___ 161(@300wpm)
For being a doctor, he’s awfully feral and dangerous when he loses control. I love it. It makes me wonder if he’d suck me hard enough to leave bruises all over my skin. If he’s the type of man who’d fuck you raw. Something tells me he’d be relentless and dominant in his lovemaking, but will still deliver pleasure. My towel slides down my breasts and pools at my hips.
“Uh-oh,” he rasps, pulling away to admire my breasts. His green eyes flame bright with lust and he licks his lips. “Of course your tits would have to be perfect.”
I laugh, making them jiggle. “You like them?”
“I love them,” he growls, gripping them in his palms. His thumbs caress my nipples in a teasing way, making them firm up into hard peaks.
A thrill shivers through me. With his eyes lifted to mine, he leans down and tongues one of my nipples. I suck in a sharp gasp. Pleasure assaults me where his wet tongue teases me. His eyes leave mine when he covers his mouth over my breast. He kisses my tender flesh like he kisses my mouth. All I can do is moan and rock my hips along his hard cock through his jeans. He sucks on more than just my nipple. His large mouth seems to consume my entire breast. It’s erotic watching him try to devour the whole damn thing. He pops off, leaving my breast soaked and aching. Then, he gives the other one the same attention. All I can do is wriggle my hips, seeking relief from the friction of his massive dick that’s trying to rip through his jeans.
“I want to see all of you,” he whispers before teasing my breast with a playful nip. He draws away from me as his hands grip my towel. A few tugs later and it’s gone.
I’m naked.
Shaking and eager and hot.
Embarrassment should be washing over me right now, but it doesn’t. I feel desired and wanted and craved. It emboldens me to rock my hips. Our eyes fall to my pussy—the way my pink lips part around the girth of his cock. His denim is streaked with my arousal.
“Oh, fuck, Lauren.” His voice is a raspy growl. He slides his palms up my thighs and grips hard enough I wonder if I’ll be bruised.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“You look angry,” I tease.
His eyes, burning with desire, land on mine. “I am anything but angry right now. I’m horny as hell, baby. I want to flip you over on this bed and fuck away your virginity.”
“So do it,” I challenge.
He slides his hands farther up my legs. “I can’t.”
Shock ripples through me, making me stop my movements. “Why not?”
“Because I’m not fucking you tonight.”
I gape at him. “I’m literally ready to be fucked and your dick is hard as stone. Why the hell not?”
He smirks—fucking smirks—at me. Cocky ass doctor.
“I don’t fuck before the first date,” he tells me, his fingers biting into my hips now, urging me to move.
“We just had a date,” I bite out. My hips move under his guidance despite the fury raging inside me.
“No, baby, we had dinner. I’m taking you on a date. You’re going to have fun. And then I’m going to take your virginity in my bed where I can keep you all night.”
Oh.
Well, when he puts it that way.
“But what about right now?” I whine. “I need…” Truth is, I don’t know what I need. Relief. Assurance. Tenderness.
“I know what you need, my beautiful girl,” he rasps as he undoes the button on his jeans. “Take me out and feel me. I may not fuck you tonight, but I’m still going to give you something you need. We can still play.”
“Maybe I don’t want to play games,” I lie.
He smirks. “But my games are fun, Lauren. Now take my dick out and feel how hard you make me.”
Bossy fucker.
Apparently I like to be bossed around, though, because I unzip his jeans and push his boxers down so I can tug out his cock. Thick. Veiny. Long. It’s intimidating as hell. I wonder what it would feel like inside me. Will he make me bleed?
“No fucking,” he reminds me. “If you fuck me, you lose the game.”
A challenge rises up inside me. “Oh, I don’t lose.”
“That’s what I thought,” he says with a grin. “Now do what feels good. Use me, baby.”
His words light a fire inside me. I grip his shaft and jerk it slowly. I’ve given a few hand jobs before. To guys my age. Normal dicks. Daniel’s dick is like the king of dicks. The crème de le crème. Big and powerful.
I want to rub against him.
If I can’t have him in me, I want to feel him on me.
With my eyes locked on his, I scoot forward and continue what I was doing earlier, this time nothing between us. He hisses when my wet pussy slides along his shaft. Smooth and velvety. I groan in pleasure. It feels really good. His hands grip my ass and he urges my movement. Up, up, up until I could almost shift my body and take him inside of me, but then back down, down, down to the root of his cock where his trimmed hairs tickle me. Needing closer, I thread my fingers in his hair and kiss him. With each rub along his shaft, I feel my pleasure building. The constant sliding on my clit is driving me wild.