Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92180 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92180 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Head falling back, her legs fall open, and I smile. Just that easy, she gives it up for me.
Not her body, but her work, which I know is important. I’m not trying to diminish it, but I’m going to bet that the world won’t end if that email doesn’t get finished right now.
Inching a finger under the seam of her panties, I glance up at her. “You really didn’t think you’d get away with putting me off, did you?”
Brienne’s eyes burn as I discover just how wet she is for me.
“You didn’t think I’d wait a single minute to touch you?” I swivel the chair so she’s facing me, not allowing her a chance to answer. I go to my knees before her, the luxury carpet providing excellent cushion from which to worship her. “Pull up your skirt.”
She huffs out a breath but wiggles the tight material up and over her hips, so I can get a gander of my hand between her legs framed by delicate silk underwear in a pale peach that look far too sweet and demure for the siren within.
“Spread your legs, woman.” My voice thickens with want, and my dick starts to get hard as she obeys me without the slightest hesitation.
Grabbing her legs, I wrench them farther apart and hoist them over my shoulders. Brienne gasps and then bucks as I roughly pull her panties to the side, exposing her to me.
Staring at her as I bend closer, I murmur, “Been dying to have my mouth on you for days.”
“Oh God,” she groans, her fingers threading through my hair. “How in the hell do you manage to turn me on with just words?”
“I’m going to try more than words right now,” I reply before giving her a long lick.
Brienne cries out, arches her back, and practically strangles me with her legs. Chuckling, I bring my hands around to pin her in place and bury my face in her sweet pussy.
She writhes, begs, squirms, and pleads. Her hands pull hard at my hair, nails raking against my scalp. I fuck her with my mouth mercilessly, and I’m not saying I’m a master at oral, but it takes no more than a scant minute or two before she’s coming hard.
I don’t lick her through all the pleasure, but even as she’s spasming, I work my pants down to release my dick and pull her off the chair so she straddles me.
Brienne’s bleary-eyed and loose as a rag doll, but her hands clamp down on my shoulders. Her head drops, as does mine, and we both watch as I fist my cock to rub the tip through her wet folds.
Christ… the feel of her against my bare skin, it causes me worry. I’m concerned I might pop off like a fucking schoolboy the minute I get inside her, but if that’s the case, so be it. Not going to be the first time I come inside her tonight.
I line up, one hand going to her hip, and urge her down onto me. Our foreheads touch as we both watch the show going on between our bodies, and it’s erotic as hell watching myself disappear into her.
So goddamn tight as she rotates her hips to work over my girth, and I feel sweat breaking out on the back of my neck.
“Jesus, Bri,” I growl, both my hands at her hips to steady her. “You’re killing me.”
“What a way to die, right?” she whispers.
I lift my head, taking my attention from the sight of our joined bodies to peer into her eyes. She stares back at me, our mouths inches apart as she rocks down onto my cock.
When she bottoms out, her eyelids flutter before closing in rapture, and my forehead presses against hers as I try to slow the gallop of my heart. She’s warm, wet, and tight, and it might be the best sensation I’ve ever felt. Once we start moving, I know things are going to turn feral.
“Lie back,” she says, and I lift my head to look at her. She’s not so bleary-eyed anymore, but rather has a steely glint of promise aimed at me. “On your back.”
This isn’t how I imagined tonight going down. I thought I’d have her under me and I’d control everything, as one normally does when fucking a powerhouse woman like Brienne Norcross.
But right now, I don’t think to deny her. Wrapping one arm around her back to keep her pinned to me, I shift so I can lie back on the thick carpet. Brienne moans as I test our bond, punching my hips up slightly.
“What are you thinking?” she asks, bringing her hands to my chest for leverage. She rises just a bit before settling back down, teasing me with the promise of what’s to come.
“I’m thinking that nothing should ever feel this good.”