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)
“I’m gonna be real with you, Firefly. I don’t know what the fuck I want, but what I do know is that every time you’re around me, I want to be close to you. I want to hear your thoughts, and when you get all fired up the way you do . . . fuck, babe, it gets me hard.”
“Is that right?” I ask, reaching down between us and slipping my hand into the front of his pants.
A sly grin cuts across his face and he bounces his knee, making me fall into him. He catches me before I break his face, his hand gripping the back of my neck. My face hovers just in front of his as I curl my fingers around his hardening cock, his piercing sending a thrill shooting through my body.
There’s a pause between us as his eyes lock on mine, and as the moment becomes too intense, he crushes his lips to mine, kissing me deeply.
My eyes roll to the back of my head as I sink into him, his kiss as magical as the first snowfall of winter. He’s dominant and forceful, just as he was up on the roof and in the elevator, but there’s something different here. Something real.
My hand moves up and down his thick cock, my fingers unable to wrap the whole way around, and as he groans with approval, he grips my ass and pulls me in, locking our bodies together.
As I continue working him, my movements rub against my pussy and I suck in a breath, already so hot for this.
Needing to see and feel that perfect body against mine, I break our kiss, panting with desperation as I pointedly drop my gaze. “Lose the clothes, hot shot.”
A wicked grin stretches across his face and he reaches over his head, gripping the material at the back of his neck and shrugging out of his shirt. I let out a soft exhale. Looking like this should be a crime.
Not wanting to miss out on the fun, Dalton gets busy stripping me bare before making things easier and losing his pants. I don’t dare stop working him, only now without his clothes, getting off on him is a shitload easier.
Watching me closely, he rolls his tongue over his bottom lip. “I’m not fooled, Firefly. I know you’re running the show, so I’m not going to try making demands. But the very next time I get you alone, you’ll be spread out with that cunt on display, and you’re going to show me exactly how you fuck yourself.”
A blast of arousal sails through my body like an electric shot straight to my core, and I grind my pussy against him, both of us groaning with desperation. “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”
Starvation flashes in those blazing eyes, and in a flash of need, his arm tightens around me and he lifts me before bringing me down directly on his monster cock.
He fills me to the brim, stretching me so damn wide, that delicious piercing doing wicked things to me. I throw my head back while sucking in a deep breath, the unadulterated pleasure making me come alive.
And then I start to move.
Easton was right. It’s not an addiction until you’ve sucked dick for it, and good lord, you can guarantee I’ve sucked this man’s dick until he came down my throat. It’s official; I am undeniably addicted to Dalton Eros.
My arms lock around his neck, and as I come up on my knees, Dalton sucks my nipple into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue. I groan low, bouncing on his cock and rolling my hips.
His hands roam over my body. My tits. My waist. My neck. My ass. It’s everything and more, yet somehow not nearly enough.
I ride him up and down, bouncing, grinding, rolling, putting my body on show and letting him know just how I like it. My pussy clenches around him, squeezing tight, and he groans low, his fingers biting into my hips. “Fuck, Firefly. If you keep grinding your fucking hips like that, I’m gonna come, and I’m not nearly finished with you yet.”
I grin wide and grind my hips a little more. “You’ll fucking come when I say you can come and not a second before, hot shot. Is that clear?”
His hand drops to my ass, gripping it tight before pulling back and spanking it hard, making me yelp with pleasure. “Watch yourself, Oakley. Just because I’m giving you control now, doesn’t mean I won’t take it back and fuck you into submission.”
Well damn. Maybe that’s exactly what I need.
“You talk a big game, hot shot,” I murmur, letting him hear the overwhelming desire in my throat as my pussy tightens around him. “But we both know that by the end of this, you’ll be the one fucked into submission.”