Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 63970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Or he could accept you. Maybe he wants you more than anything else.
She shut that voice in her head down in favor of riding the wave of the present. Now was all that mattered. Now was all they really had. The future would come and they would deal with it, but not here. Not now. Now was her time and only her time.
“Only for you.” She wished she was lying. She was fairly certain she wouldn’t want another man after tonight. Another reason this was a bad idea, but she was full of them and couldn’t make herself fix it. She could only watch as Jared unlaced his leathers and slid them off his perfectly notched hips.
He was a god of a man, muscular and perfect, from his emerald-colored eyes to a body that had been sculpted to display the best masculinity had to offer.
And he was here with her.
His cock was like the rest of him, a thing of incomparable beauty. He stroked himself while he stared down at her. His tongue ran over his full bottom lip and she felt like a decadent dessert he was about to devour down. It was not a bad thing to be.
He moved to the end of the bed and stood for a moment between her legs. He was staring at her, his eyes eating her up like she prayed his mouth was about to. She watched as he crawled on the bed like a predator.
He settled in between her legs and lowered his head down.
She tightened her hold on the ropes that held her. She wouldn’t last long. Her body was primed and ready to go off.
A wave of pleasure went through her at the first teasing touch of his tongue. Warm velvet seemed to wrap her up and she forced herself to breathe. He didn’t have to hold her down. The ropes did that job nicely, leaving his hands free to roam as he licked and sucked her pussy. She hadn’t imagined the room could get warmer, but heat blanketed her. The impulse was there to wrap her legs around his head and force him to fuck her harder, to spear her with his tongue, but he was a liar. He was a big old sadist. He licked and nibbled and took her to the very edge before moving back and leaving her wanting.
It was frustrating and she didn’t complain because she knew what would happen. If he was half the mean Dom she thought he was, he would untie her, spank her, and start over again. No. She’d offered him her submission and that meant taking every second of his torture.
“You taste so fucking good. You taste better than I ever imagined, and believe me I spent nights lying awake thinking about this.” He breathed her in. “I would think about how good you would smell, how perfect you would taste, how soft you are. I was wrong about all of it. You’re so much better.”
She drew in a sharp breath when she felt him suckle her clit. His fingers invaded her pussy and he started to fuck her, stretching her and curling up inside, looking for her sweet spot.
The tension wound through her, taking her higher and higher until it finally burst over her, the whole world going soft and sweet in that moment.
Then Jared was on his knees. He had a condom in his hands, rolling it over that big cock of his.
And she knew her night had only just begun.
* * * *
Jared was pretty sure his heart was going to stop. It pounded in his chest. He was so focused on her the rest of the world seemed to fall away.
He’d meant every word he’d said to her. She was far more than he’d imagined. Most experiences a man dreamed of came up short when faced with reality, but not Sarah. She was more. He felt far more than he’d thought he could. He’d been waiting for this.
He stroked his cock and promised himself he wouldn’t always wear that thin piece of latex. When he’d made her comfortable with him, they would fuck without condoms because he intended to be the last lover she ever had, and he wasn’t going to share her with anyone. That particular kink wasn’t ever going to come into play. He would be greedy with her, wanting everything she had to give.
She would be the one thing he would never compromise. She would be his, that secret part of her belonging to him as he would give himself to her.
Her heart was so big, and for years he knew she’d felt alone. Never again. He didn’t want her to have another single moment where she didn’t feel like someone had her back.
He would be her man. He would take care of her, lavish her with his attention, give her everything she needed. He would prove to her that they were made for each other. One day, he would give her the family she’d longed for, all the kids and dogs she could handle.