Total pages in book: 139
Estimated words: 142640 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 475(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142640 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 475(@300wpm)
The kiss is tender and loving, long and sweet.
He pushes my panties to the side and licks me there as his eyes hold mine.
His tongue is soft and hard, just the right pressure and I shudder.
Oh…fuck.
He slides my panties down and then lifts one of my legs as he licks me, deeper and deeper and my head throws back. He really begins to eat me; his eyes are closed in pleasure and I’ve never been taken like this.
So completely.
A gorgeous man, on his knees and at my mercy.
I glance over and catch sight of us in the mirror, me completely naked and him in jeans. Still in the foyer, not even able to make it to the bedroom.
He kisses his way up my body until he gets to my lips, his stubble is wet with my arousal.
“Bed,” I pant.
His dark eyes hold mine and then he leads me through to my bedroom and lays me down on the bed and spreads my legs open. “Just like this,” he murmurs before standing and unzipping his jeans.
I lie on my back and hold my breath as his black briefs come into view, his cock peeking over the waistband. He slowly slides them down and his hard penis springs over the top. My breath catches, his cock is engorged and heavy, with thick veins pumping through it.
Oh….
I’m positive that I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.
He kisses me as his fingers swipe through my open sex, he goes to move down my body. “No, Jules,” I whimper. “I need you now.”
“I want to….”
“Later,” I snap. “I need you now.”
There’s no way I’m coming without him inside of me, I want the full package.
Literally.
He fusses around in his wallet and takes a condom and slowly rolls it on and then crawls over the top of me and I spread my legs around his thick body, he grabs himself and swipes the tip of his cock through my parted lips. Nudging my entry.
Hmm…he’s big.
When we were younger, it seemed normal, I didn’t know any different.
But now, I do.
Giuliano Ferrara is genetically blessed in that region.
“I need to warm you up or I’m going to hurt you,” he whispers.
“No.” I shake my head. “I want to feel it all.”
He slowly pushes forward, creating a delicious burn and then he moans, deep and husky. “Fucking hell….”
I grip his broad shoulders as I try to deal with him, he pushes forward again and I smile up at the ceiling. That feels so good, and he’s not even moving yet.
We stare at each other as magic swirls between us, such a perfect moment in time.
His forehead furrows as if conflicted.
“It’s okay, baby,” I say softly. “I’m here now.” I lean up and kiss him, our lips linger over each other’s and I know this is supposed to just be about sex.
But it’s not.
It’s more. So much more.
He slides home in one deep movement and I shudder as I cling to him.
Oww…it stings.
He pulls out and slowly slides back in, again and again. Each pump deeper than the last.
He circles his hips to stretch me out, first one way and then the other. I get a rush of moisture, finally loosening me up. “Good girl,” he whispers darkly. “That’s it.”
Our bodies fit together so well, it’s as if they were made for each other.
Maybe they were.
He spreads his knees wide and begins to ride me, deep measured pumps and…oh….
He puts my legs over his forearms to hold my legs back and really begins to give it to me. The bed starts to hit the wall and I begin to moan. “So good…oh…God.”
“That’s it, good girl,” he pants. “You like that?”
I nod, unable to answer.
“Take it all…you’re so fucking creamy.”
My toes begin to curl…okay, what the hell? He dirty talks now?
This is too much…I’m about to break. Emotional overload. “Jules,” I pant on the edge of insanity.
He keeps going and lifts my legs even higher.
“Giuliano,” I demand as I try to snap him out of it. “I need you to kiss me.”
He stills as his eyes hold mine.
“Please,” I whisper.
He slowly drops to his elbows and kisses me softly.
And an intimacy runs between us that breaks my heart…because no matter how perfect we are together.
We aren’t. We never will be.
This isn’t the happily ever after that it feels like, this is a train driving toward a cliff, an impending disaster with no survivors.
As if having the same epiphany as me at the exact same time, he pulls out of the kiss and flips me over to my knees. He wraps my ponytail around his hand and slams in hard, knocking the air from my lungs. He pushes my shoulders to the mattress in a sharp movement. He grips my two hipbones in his hands and begins to fuck me, hard and fast.
Gone is the gentle tender lover from just a moment ago.