Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 63100 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 252(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63100 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 252(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
“Austin,” I breathe.
He grunts, giving me another swipe over my nipple before slowly sliding his hand up, wrapping it around the column of my throat then down, covering my other breast, palming it and pulling my nipple between his fingers, giving it a gentle tug. The roughness of his palm traveling down over my stomach, causes my muscles to contract and my nails to dig into his arm.
“Give me your mouth.”
Belly dipping I tilt my head back, catching his mouth with mine. His tongue thrust between my lips tangling with mine as his fingers slide under the waistband of my sleep pants then over my pubic bone, rolling one finger over my clit, pulling a mewl from the back of my throat.
“You’re soaked, Little Lamb,” he grunts, entering me with one finger, forcing a moan from me, and my hips to lift off the bed.
His mouth leaves mine and our eyes stay locked as he drags my wetness up, circling my clit. My breathing changes and my chest heaves as something builds below the surface of my skin.
Raising over me, his head dips, and his mouth latches onto one nipple, pulling deep as his fingers slide lower, entering me with one then two fingers. My body draws tight, every muscle tensing as his mouth leaves my nipple, only to blow a cool breath across the surface before traveling to my other breast licking along the way causing my core to clutch at his fingers. Rolling is thumb over my clit, my hands move from his arm, one going to his hair and one traveling down his chest into his boxers, wrapping around him, feeling silk over steel, pumping twice.
Leaving my breast his eyes lock with mine. I’m so close my eyes squeeze shut and a deep pull starts in my lower stomach that expands, sizzling throughout my body like a slow-moving fire.
“Look at me.” Opening my eyes our gaze locks and his eyes travel over my face, breasts, and stomach then back up to meet mine again. “You’re so beautiful,” he groans as my thumb slides over the head of his cock. “Even more beautiful now than you were fifteen years ago.”
“Austin,” I moan as his fingers move more quickly, turning that slow burning fire into a blazing inferno. My back arches off the bed and my core begins to convulse around his fingers. Covering my mouth with his a guttural moan climbs up the back of my throat. My fingers clutch at his hair and my hand stills on his cock as wave after wave of my orgasm takes over my body.
Coming back to myself, our mouths are still locked, my hand still wrapped around him, and his fingers still sliding in and out of me slowly. I’ve had plenty of orgasms, but I have never had an orgasm like the one that just rocked through me, one that woke up every single cell in my body.
Pulling my mouth from his I suck in a lungful of air then whimper as his fingers leave me and he places both of them in his mouth, licking them off, then licks across my mouth, letting me taste myself and him. My hand on him starts to pull up and down, running my thumb over the head of his cock. His hand wraps around mine, pulling it away, bringing it to his mouth and pressing a kiss to my fingers.
“I—” I begin to complain, but he cuts me off.
“The first time I come with you, I’m doing it deep inside you, not in your hand.”
“Oh,” I whisper, and a smile twitches his lips and he leans in, kissing me one more time before planting his elbow in the bed near my head.
“You okay?” My recent orgasm, his soft voice, and his fingers running down the side of my face relax me deeper into the bed.
“Yeah, are you?” I lift my hand, pushing his hair away from his forehead.
“Oh yeah.” He leans in and presses another kiss to my mouth before leaning back again. “You wanna spend the night at my house tonight?”
“On the boat?”
“No, bed’s getting delivered to the house today. The kitchen was just completed, so I want to spend the night there with you.”
“I don’t know,” I mutter, feeling conflicted, wondering if we should slow down a little. There is so much we still haven’t talked about, and I can feel it in the air between us like a coiled snake that, at any moment, will strike out, disrupting what we’re building.
“I want you with me tonight. I want to wake up with you in the morning. We don’t have to do anything, Lea. I just need to know you’re close,” he says, and my body melts under his stare.
“Okay,” I agree, leaning up and pressing my mouth to his in a quick kiss.