Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33642 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33642 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
“Baby,” I whispered to her between kisses.
“I want you, Falcon.” Her voice wavered, and I thought I tasted tears on her lips. “Please.”
“I’ll pleasure you, baby, but I’m not takin’ you. Not until this is over. It wouldn’t be right.”
“Even if I asked you to?”
“Especially if you asked me to. Honey, when you come to me, when you tell me you’re ready for me to fuck you, it’s not gonna be right before I leave. And it’s especially not gonna be when you’re worried about what’s gonna happen when I get home.” Very slowly, I rolled us over and settled my weight between her legs. She eagerly wrapped hers around my waist, tempting me with what we both wanted. “When I take you, it’s gonna be with the full knowledge that I’m never letting you go, Gina. You can’t believe me when I tell you I’ll be back for you. I understand, and that’s OK.”
“I never realized how chatty you were,” she grumbled before pulling me down for another kiss.
I had to chuckle against her lips. I wanted her more than I’d ever wanted a woman in my life! That I couldn’t have her was a gnawing pain, but it was more emotional than physical. She was one more person in my life I cared for that I could let down. She was strong, but so very fragile in many ways.
“Yeah, I’m a real chatterbox.” I kissed her neck before pushing off of her. “Do you want me to make you come, Gina?”
She sucked in a breath. “You’ll fuck me?”
I gave her a wry grin. “Afraid not. But I’ll eat your pussy until you scream. If that’s what you want.”
Looking away from me, Gina bit her bottom lip. I was afraid I might have pushed her too far, then she raised her arms to me and wound them around my neck. “I think I want that more than just about anything right now.”
Her words sent a shiver of anticipation down my spine. “Take off your shirt and shorts for me, baby. Your underwear too. Let me see your beautiful body.”
As she wiggled out of her clothes, I took the moment to whip off my shirt. I couldn’t fuck her, but I could press her naked body to mine. I needed the skin to skin contact with her. Even if it was only for a short time.
Once she was naked, I lowered myself to her, feeling the heat of her body rise to meet mine. The room was silent except for the soft rustle of the sheets and our mingled breaths. Carefully, I kissed her again, deeply, drinking in the moment, knowing it might need to last me through the coming days.
“Hold onto me,” I murmured against her lips, and she did, her fingers threading through my hair, pulling me closer.
I trailed kisses down her neck, each one a promise, a memory I wanted her to cling to while I was gone. By the time I reached her breasts, she was breathing heavily, her body arching toward me as if pulled by some magnetic force. My hands roamed over her skin, memorizing every curve and dip as though they were topography I needed to navigate by heart.
When my mouth finally found its way between her legs, Gina gasped sharply. Her grip on my hair tightened and her hips canted to my mouth.
“Mmm…” I hummed against her pussy, swiping my tongue from pussy to clit.
“Falcon!”
I smiled, feeling a mix of triumph and tenderness as I kissed her pussy once more. “That’s my girl,” I murmured. The mood shifted from heavy emotion to a gentler, more intimate connection as I prepared to make good on my promise of making her come.
Gina’s breath hitched in anticipation as she watched me, her eyes dark with desire and something more -- maybe hope, maybe fear. I could taste the urgency of this moment, knowing it was critical not only for the pleasure it promised but also for the reassurance I hoped to give her.
Every touch was calculated to comfort and excite as I traced my fingers along her inner thighs, eliciting shivers and soft moans that fueled my own desires. But tonight, it wasn’t about my needs. It was all for Gina, to give her something pure and unrestrained.
As I focused on her, everything else faded away -- the looming mission, the uncertainty of what lay ahead -- all of it dissolved into the background. All that mattered was Gina and the connection that pulsed between us, electric and undeniable.
I intensified my attention, circling and flicking her clit with precision, guided by her sharp intakes of breath and the way her body moved against me. Her hands in my hair grew more insistent, urging me closer. She was about to come. I could feel the tension coiling tightly within her.