Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 130221 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 651(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130221 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 651(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
“God, Weston, you taste good,” I tease.
I flick her nipples with my tongue, and she moans, letting her head fall back and the horn blares in the rainy night again.
“Don’t stop,” she whimpers.
She reaches down and presses my dick between her legs, stroking it against her jeans.
“It’s too rough,” I tell her, taking my cock in my hand. “Take ‘em off.”
She presses down on my shoulders, raising herself up, and I help her push down her jean shorts until she’s just in her underwear. She settles back on top of me, and I yank her in, both of us going for it.
With just her panties between us, she rolls her hips, grinding into me and I help, moving with her and bringing her back in again and again.
Her breasts sit pretty as she arches her back and gives me something to watch as she moves, but everything is too tight. My jeans. The seat. I have no leg room.
“Get in the fuckin’ back,” I growl in a whisper, kissing her hard. “Fuck...”
She pants, and I didn’t realize how close she was. Shit.
“Now,” I bark, pushing her.
She crawls over the console and into the back seat, and I throw open the door. Climbing out, I push the seat forward and dive into the back, coming right for her.
She scoots, but I grab her legs and yank her down. “Hawke,” she yelps, shock in her eyes.
But I need to move. I just need room to move. I close the door behind me, and come down on top of her, loving how she spreads her legs for me.
I thrust against her, looking down at that body, and she reaches down, pushing my jeans and boxers down over my ass.
She holds me, digging in her nails as she thrusts up, and I get as fucking close as I can without being inside of her. A wetness seeps through her panties, and I kiss her as I reach between us, feeling her through the damp fabric. I feel every fold, every nub of flesh. I want my fingers inside of her.
“I need more,” I groan. “Closer. I need to feel you on me, okay?”
She nods quickly, a whimper escaping.
I need to feel her tender skin down there on me. Against me. Just that. Nothing more.
She squirms underneath me as I yank down her panties, but I can’t wait for them to be off.
I thrust myself against her, no shield between our bodies, and she moans so loud I almost come. “Ah, Hawke!” she moans, stiffening.
She breathes hard, and I fall to her body, skin sticking to skin, and I hold her face, staring into her eyes.
What the fuck? My head spins, everything is so warm, and something is squeezing my cock, but my hands are on her and her hands are on my shoulders and…
Oh my God. I shake, my head floating and something wracking my body that feels so fucking good.
“Hawke…” She squeezes her eyes shut, arching into me. “Oh, God, Hawke. What? I…”
She squirms, biting her bottom lip and looking in pain, but it’s not that. It’s…
My head floats back down to my body, and I feel her legs spread wide, her panties still hanging off one thigh.
And I know. Without looking, I know.
I’m inside of her.
Jesus Christ. “Aro…”
I didn’t mean to do that. Did I hurt her?
But she’s gasping, her mouth hanging open, and she looks like she’s feeling something amazing, and I can’t stop. I kiss her, diving into her mouth, feeling her moan drift down my throat.
I gaze down, pull out, and then… I thrust back inside of her, feeling her knees come up more.
“Ah,” she moans. “Oh, God. Yeah. Don’t stop. Please.”
She throws her head back but grabs my hips as I come in again and again. Holy fuck, Aro. I look down at her body as it moves, her breasts sway up and down, and the sweat on her back makes her stick to the leather, grinding every time I enter her.
“Hawke,” she pants as I go faster. “You’re fucking me.”
I kiss her. “Hold on. It’s my first time.”
She sticks her tongue into my mouth, and I grab her breast. Goddamn, the wet heat… It’s so tight. I squeeze her hip, holding her there as I pump between her legs, the need getting heavier. My body about to burst.
“Ah, fuck.” She whimpers over and over. “Hawke, don’t stop.”
Her pussy contracts around me, and I can’t breathe for a second, shuddering. What the fuck?
“Harder,” she moans. “You can go harder, if you want.”
Hell yes.
I grab hold of the safety bar and stare down at the little Rebel, watching her come and hearing her fill the car with her moans as she explodes around me. Her hair sticks to her face and neck and her thighs spread even more, because she wants it all.