Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 60864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Reaching up on my tiptoes, I kissed him.
The surprise on his face was probably similar to the surprise on my own. The desire to kiss him had washed over me so hard and so fast that I had no ability to stop myself. My lips pressed into his hard, and then I pulled myself back, my eyes darting between his to gauge his reaction. In that moment, I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anyone or anything in my entire life. His body hovered over mine, and the smell of his cologne erased everything else.
He lunged down into me, and our lips pressed into each other again, this time harder, more desperate. His tongue parted my lips and slipped inside to twist and tie with mine. I inhaled the taste of him, my knees buckling as he picked me up and sat me on the prep table. I felt my fingers reach out to unbutton his chef’s jacket before I even realized I was doing it.
We groaned and moaned together as my body began to rock into him, arching my chest to press into his while I yanked the jacket off his shoulders, and it pooled on the floor. His fingers reached for my shirt, pinching it between his thumb and forefinger and yanking it up so it untucked from my pants. As soon as it was loose, he pulled it up, and I raised my arms up to help him get it off me. Our lips left each other as the shirt passed my face.
Instantly, he dove to my chest, his tongue sliding between my breasts and rising up my neck. I reached behind me to unhook my bra, and it fell away, leaving me exposed. He took one nipple into his mouth, and his tongue swirled over it while I pulled my shoulders together, pressing my breasts close and into his face. I moaned at the sensation of his warm tongue flicking my nipple and then suckling.
I reached over his back as he bent toward me and pulled on his T-shirt, yanking it up and off him. He left my breast to get it off and then dove hungrily onto the other, his hand grasping the wet nipple on the other side. He squeezed and kneaded me, and I leaned back into the wall, a gasp of pleasure escaping my lips.
Suddenly, his lips moved down my stomach, and I felt myself unable to catch a breath as he reached the button of my jeans. Fingers moved quickly to unzip them, and I arched my hips to help him pull them down and off me. My pink cotton panties were the only thing still on me, and I expected him to pull them off too, but instead he knelt down, and I was barely able to catch a breath before he pulled them aside and his tongue swept through my core.
“Oh God,” I cried as he swirled my clit and one finger pressed into my opening. I let one leg fall onto his shoulder as he grumbled and moaned below me. A thick, powerful finger spread my lips and entered me, and I cried out again while his tongue circled my clit.
Like he knew my body already, he brought me intense pleasure with his mouth and touch. I felt my control floating away, as if I had it to begin with. I wrapped one hand around the back of his neck, the other bracing myself on the prep table while he licked me, his finger fucking me and brushing against the upper wall of my pussy.
I came hard. It was intense and powerful, and it shook me to my core. So much pent-up anxiety, nerves, and walled-off desire came bursting through me as I collapsed sideways on the table, smacking my hand on the brick wall as I shouted out my pleasure.
Derek lifted his head for a moment, and I pulled on him to raise up my body, back to my lips. They crushed together, and I could taste the wetness on his upper lip, the carnal desire of my body making his hardened muscles flex and my stomach quiver. My hands roamed down his chest, relishing every ridge where the muscles rippled the skin and then down to his pants.
His loose chef’s pants provided little resistance as I pulled down on the waistband. My fingers reached for and found an incredibly large, impressively stiff cock and stroked it as I pulled it up and out into the open air. He groaned into my mouth at my touch on his manhood, and I pushed myself back upright so I could lean my ass off the table and my back against the wall.
“Fuck me,” I whispered into his lips as I wrapped my legs around his waist. “Please, fuck me.”