Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 94834 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94834 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Oh my.
He backs me up, almost flying across the court, and I have to scramble to keep up with him, but my need is too strong and he has to hold me up. At least, until my back slams against the pole of the hoop.
Dalton grips my shirt and tears the fabric right down the center, putting my body on display as I gasp at just how quickly it’s all happening. His eyes feast over my body, taking in every inch of me as I allow the torn fabric to fall down my arms.
He catches the ruined shirt before it drops to the ground and grips my waist, quickly spinning me so that my tits press right up against the cold pole. Dalton unhooks my bra, letting it fall and without warning, reaches around me and ties my wrists around the pole, my ruined shirt the perfect bind.
He brushes my hair off my shoulder and brings his lips down over my skin as his fingers continue trailing down my body. “So fucking gorgeous, Firefly,” he mutters, sounding in awe of what he’s about to claim.
I groan as his lips roam over my skin, moving up my neck to the sensitive skin below my ear. “You know,” he continues, his hands curving around my waist and dropping to the front of my jeans, toying with the button as his wide chest presses against my back. “I thought I was going to ease you into it, let you get used to me first. But after sucking me off like that, I wouldn’t dare insult you by holding back.”
Glancing over my shoulder, I push my ass back into him, grinding against that massive cock, so unbelievably ready to feel that piercing moving deep inside of me. I meet his starved stare and almost crumble. “I wouldn’t expect anything less.”
With that, Dalton pushes my jeans down past my hips, taking my thong right along with it. The moment I can, I step out of them, kicking them aside.
He doesn’t make me wait, curling his arm around my waist and trailing down between my legs. His foot hits my ankle, kicking my legs apart, and I do exactly what he wants, widening my stance and allowing him the access he demands.
Dalton’s fingers are right there, pushing through my folds and skimming over my sensitive clit. My whole body jolts, electricity pulsing through my veins. “Oh, God.” I groan, only getting louder as he pushes right up into my pussy with two thick fingers.
“You’re fucking soaking for me,” he says, pulling his fingers out and pressing them to my lips. He trails them over my bottom lip before pushing them inside. “Suck,” he demands in that same authoritative tone that got me in this position to start with.
I open wide, rolling my tongue over his fingers and tasting my arousal, and the moment he pulls them free, he grips my chin, forcing my face back to his. He kisses me deeply, his tongue lapping up what’s left on my lips. “So sweet,” he croons, his touch roaming back down my body.
He pushes his fingers straight back into me, only this time, they’re there to stay. They move in and out, circling and massaging deep inside me, my walls pulsating and throbbing around him. I need so much more and damn it, he knows. I’m at his mercy, my body his to use as he pleases.
“Oh fuck, Dalton,” I say with a breathy moan. “More. I need you inside me.”
“Be patient,” he tells me. “You’ll get exactly what you deserve.”
I’m just moments from screaming that I’ve been a good girl who deserves everything he’s got when his thumb moves to my clit, pressing down and rubbing small, tight circles. I cry out, my head tipping back to his shoulder. His soft, satisfied chuckle is everything, and I push my ass back against his hard cock again, coaxing him to get this show on the road.
My plan works like a treat, and he groans loudly in my ear, his cock flinching against my ass, unable to resist sinking deep inside of me. And while I’m here wondering how the hell he’s going to fit and just how delicious the feeling of being stretched by him will be, he’s probably wondering just how warm I’ll be, just how tight I’ll fit around him, and more so, if I can handle him in the first place.
Fuck, I hope he’s ready because I have every intention of taking all of him.
Dalton pulls his fingers free, and I almost cry out at the loss, but he takes my hips and pulls me back, one hand pressing against my back and bending me over, offering me up like a slick, warm platter. I spread my legs wide, feeling the cool breeze against my pussy, and I’m only now just realizing that I’m standing on top of the world, naked as the day I was born, every inch of me on display. There’s no doubt this rooftop has surveillance cameras, and I don’t doubt that every security guard this hotel has is currently sitting back, ready to watch the show. And yet, I haven’t got a single fuck to give.