Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 131455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 657(@200wpm)___ 526(@250wpm)___ 438(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 657(@200wpm)___ 526(@250wpm)___ 438(@300wpm)
“You're right, you're right.” Yet when she tries to disentangle us, she meets resistance in the form of my arms wound around her back.
“Did it sound like I was complaining?”
“We can't out here,” she whispers. Her eyes sweep the patio while she bites her bottom lip seductively. “Somebody might see us.”
“Sheryl is off for the day, and I made it clear we were not to be disturbed out here.” Even if there was a chance of being discovered, it would already be too late for me to change my mind. As usual, my body's needs are impossible to ignore.
And once I caress her ass cheeks with both hands, she melts against me. She can't ignore her body's response to me, either. “You are incorrigible,” she whispers in my ear as I back her into the corner of the pool farthest from the house. The sun warms my skin, however it's the warmth between her legs that I'm more interested in.
“Kiss me,” she whispers, taking my face in her hands, her tongue probing the seam of my lips before I part them and let her inside, her tongue sliding past mine and lighting up every nerve ending in my body.
Our kiss deepens as her nails dig into my flesh until I'm sure she's pierced the skin—I nip her bottom lip in response until she starts to whimper. That needy little sound goes straight to my balls, making them ache. Just knowing she's as ready for this as I am is enough to drive me insane.
I break the kiss, trailing my teeth and lips over her jaw before laving at her throat. The sweetness of her skin and the faint taste of sunscreen and chlorine shouldn't excite me the way it does, but with Bianca there is a never-ending level of excitement.
The way her eyes scan the house over my shoulder shouldn't excite me, either. “Scared of being my bad girl?” I taunt, running my tongue over the thundering pulse in her throat. “Afraid somebody's going to see you getting fucked out here?”
I love that she's still a good girl deep down inside. All of the darkness she's experienced from my world hasn't tainted the sweetness that initially enticed me.
I lift her, taking her covered nipple between my teeth, nipping at the peak until she squirms and rakes her nails down my back again.
“Quick,” she pants, tugging at my shorts.
“Now you're in a hurry?”
“Yes.” She grinds against my dick, panting heavily in my ear. “Hurry up and fuck me.”
Nothing could stop me at this point. Reaching down between us, I pull the crotch of her suit to the side to position herself over my thick head. “Oh, God,” she moans as she slides down my shaft. Her head falls back as her eyes close, the image of a woman losing herself to lust. I give her a moment to adjust and nearly come out of my skin at how tightly she grips me.
“You are so fucking hot,” I growl, moving her up and down without effort, thanks to the water. “I love how you come apart on my cock.”
“Feels so good.” She lifts her head and crushes her mouth against mine. “So fucking good,” she pants between deep, sloppy kisses that have our teeth clashing.
This is how I like her best. When she lets everything she thinks she needs to do and who she needs to be fall to the wayside. When she gives herself fully. No apologies, no questions. Nothing except sensation.
Her grip on my cock tightens, and her strangled cries get higher in pitch.
“Callum… Callum… oh, yeah…” She uses her legs to pull me closer, grunting every time she hits my base.
“That's right. Be a good girl and make yourself come on my cock.”
The tingling in the base of my spine promises my release—I don't know how much longer I can hold on with her hot, tight pussy gripping me like a vice.
“Fuck, your pussy is sucking the release out of my balls. Come with me, baby.” Our foreheads touch, her eyes meeting mine before they close. A broken cry stirs in her chest—I catch it when my mouth covers hers, absorbing her ecstatic moans while her muscles flutter around my shaft, massaging. Milking me.
There's no choice except to follow her, filling her with rope after rope of cum before she collapses in my arms and shudders against me. “I love you…”
I love you. Nobody ever told me how much it would mean to hear a woman whisper those words at a moment like this—not that it would have mattered if they had. It's the sort of thing that needs to be experienced firsthand.
I thought I'd seen it all, done it all, that all I needed was a warm, wet hole. Feelings and all that shit weren't worth my time.
She's turned me into a believer. She's made me understand how much better it can be when you're with someone you love.