Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Her moans filled the room, making him throb against her. Jordan pulled back to look into her flushed face. She was so beautiful, so fucking hot; they needed to find a bed quickly. Her eyes were half lidded, and her chest was rising and falling rapidly. Her shirt had to go—he wanted to get his mouth full of the breasts he had been dreaming of. Moving his hand up to her face, he held it in place before covering her mouth with his. Their tongues danced and curled together. God, he wasn’t going to make it.
Leaving her swollen lips for only a second, he whispered, “I want you. Now.”
Aynslee couldn’t believe this was finally happening. Her body was on fire, and with each sweep of his tongue against hers, she wanted to scream from the complete pleasure of it. She had never been kissed like this. She was lost in his arms, and all thoughts about her actions were promptly ignored. Even her worries about what would happen afterward were gone—she was into the moment.
Closing her eyes, she pulled at his T-shirt, lifting it so she could feel the hot skin beneath.
Her fingers explored his rock-hard body, as his mouth kept busy with hers. Pulling away from him mid-kiss, she yanked his shirt up over his head, throwing it to the side before reaching for her own. She wanted to feel his skin on hers, and when her body was finally against his, it was like pure heaven.
Aynslee’s eyes slowly closed as Jordan’s lips trailed kisses down her neck to the swell of her breasts. After dipping his tongue in the valley, he pulled her bra down, releasing one breast. Jordan swirled his tongue along her hard nipple, and Aynslee’s fingers tangled in his hair, gripping tightly as he bit her playfully.
“Oh, yes,” she gasped.
“I have to put you down for a minute,” he said against her breast, before looking up into her eyes. “I need your shorts off.”
Need . . . oh, swoon.
Jordan released her legs and Aynslee stood, pushing down her shorts and panties, while he chucked his own shorts to the side. “You are so fucking hot, so hot,” he said, as he trapped her between the wall and his hard body.
Moving his hands down her sides, he bent his head, kissing her shoulders. He gripped her hips as he moved his body against hers, his hard length resting below her breast. All she had to do was slide down and his cock would be right there for the taking. It was a temptation she couldn’t resist. Enclosing him in her hand, she brought his swollen cock to her mouth. Jordan gasped, and he rested his hands against the wall as she took him in and out of her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip before bringing him deep to the back of her throat. When he let out a loud moan, Aynslee’s insides clenched. There was something about pleasing a man like this that was primal, and doing it to Jordan made her more aroused than she thought possible.
When she felt his hand against her ponytail, she closed her eyes and sucked him deep to the back of her throat. Suddenly her hair spilled against her shoulders, and Jordan was tangling his hand in the mess of it. Then he thrust into her mouth, and she felt his cock throbbing before hot liquid shot to the back of her throat. His hand pulled her hair tight as his moan of release filled the silent room. She sucked him dry, then pulled back to see the pleasure on his face. His eyes were closed, his mouth parted. When his eyes opened, she smiled at him before he reached for her, bringing her off her feet. He bent down, kissing her swollen mouth as his hands traveled
down her body to the slick spot between her thighs.
Moving his fingers along her bare lips, he soon had Aynslee trembling beneath his hand. When he dipped the tip of his finger into her, she nearly came, before his mouth clamped down on hers. She barely heard the crash as he lifted and laid her down on the wall table that had displayed framed pictures of her family.
“I’ll replace anything I broke,” he said against her neck, before he kissed down the curve of her breast. All she could do was sigh as he flicked his tongue into her belly button, then spread her legs with his hand and cupped the hot spot between her legs. Kissing down from her belly button, he licked along her hip, biting and nibbling before running his tongue along her lips. She gasped as her body shook with want. As he continued to tease her with his tongue, she held on to the sides of the table, trying to breathe.