Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71352 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71352 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
“So sensitive,” I purr. “I liked when you bit me.”
He does it again to one nipple and then the other before he gives each a soft, lingering lick.
I squirm beneath him, wanting and needing more from this man.
“Or were you asking if I had a favorite image from your social media?”
I nod. “Yes, that. Which picture is your favorite?”
His fingers continue on their path over my stomach toward their destination, but he veers off path to head to my hipbone. “The one of you standing in Central Park. Your hair is everywhere. You’re wearing a denim dress. You’re fucking stunning in it.”
I try to concentrate on his words but his hand is making that near impossible. It’s inching closer and closer to my pussy.
I’m already dripping wet with desire. I’ve felt that all day. I was praying with each passing second that I wouldn’t leave evidence of that on my bikini bottom.
“It was taken two years ago,” he reminds me. “I hate whoever the fuck took it.”
I can’t help but laugh. “Why would you hate them?”
“They got to see you like that in person.” His fingers slide closer to my core. “You are breathtaking but in that image you’re so fucking happy. I’d give everything to see you smile at me that way.”
“Make me come and I will.”
His gaze darts up to meet mine as he lowers his head until his lips are less than an inch from my pussy. “Like this, Delia?”
I thread my fingers through his hair, tempted to push him down until his mouth is exactly where I need it to be. I want it on me. I want to feel his lips circling my clit while his tongue teases it. “Just like that.”
He flashes me a killer smile before he finally licks me. I arch my back as soon as his tongue flicks my clit for the first time. He groans his approval when my hips leave the bed in search for more.
He gives me everything I need as he licks, sucks, and takes me right to the edge of an intense orgasm.
“You were expecting company,” I tease as he rips open a condom package.
It’s one of many that were tossed into the drawer of the table next to his bed. I can see far enough inside to notice the box the condoms came in. It’s torn apart on one edge as if the person handling it didn’t have any patience.
“You,” he growls as he sheathes his cock. “I knew I’d fuck you, Delia, so I bought this box of condoms here on the ship. I swear they used super glue on the seal.”
I smile. “You wanted to be ready so when you lured me back here, you’d be able to fuck me right away.”
“You came twice when I was eating you,” he says. “You’ll always come before I do.”
The vague promise of more time after this encounter isn’t lost on me. I push the burst of hope that floats through me back down deep inside because this can’t follow us back to Manhattan. It’ll be too complicated, too messy, too everything.
“You’re giving an awful lot of thought to something.” He rests a knee on the bed as he strokes his cock. “You’re snug, but I promise to take it slow.”
He said the same thing when he slid two fingers into me as I was racing toward my second climax. The way his voice sounded and the look in his eye was enough to send me over the edge. I cried out that time because it was too intense to hold it all in.
“Slow, but then fast and hard,” I counter.
His hands roam my body stopping at my hips. “I’m going to flip you over and take you from behind.”
“But, I want…” I lose all train of thought when he effortlessly flips me over and guides me to my knees.
I have to bury my face in the pillow to stifle a scream when he scrapes his teeth over my ass cheek.
“You’ll feel me so fucking deep like this,” he growls into the air. “So fucking deep.”
I feel the big crown of his cock at my entrance. “Slow, right?”
“Slow.” He reaches around to pinch one of my nipples before that hand darts to my hair.
He gathers it into his fist, jerking my head back so my body follows.
I’m on all fours as he enters me for the very first time. I breathe deeply and then again but it does nothing to quell the exquisite pain that is flowing through me.
“You’re taking it all,” he whispers. “Jesus, I wish you could see how fucking hot it is to see your pussy take me.”
My knees almost buckle at that. “Donovan.”
“I’m almost there,” he soothes me with a kiss on my shoulder. “As soon as I’m in, I can’t promise I’ll be gentle. This is too fucking good. It feels so good. Goddammit.”