Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 80653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
“Maybe. Let’s go inside.” I’ve lived in this house for two years and this is the most action it’s seen. You see, I’m a Hollywood’s starlet, the up and coming new poster girl for all that’s sweet and innocent. The only problem is, that’s not the real me. I play an eighteen-year-old heading off to college in a new sitcom that’s hit it big in Hollywood. And Officer Brawley, who’s currently following me into my living room, is the policeman who pulled me over for speeding.
Before I can turn to face him, big hands grip my hips. His body pressed against mine has me moaning loudly in the empty room. Thank God I don’t have neighbors because they’d probably call the whole police force with all the screaming Dane has made me do over these past few weeks.
“Ready for my cock, little star?” he growls, and I press my ass against his erection in response. “Mmm, I want to fuck you in the pool tonight, under the stars,” he says, spinning me in his grasp.
“Aren’t you romantic?” I giggle, entwining my hands around his neck. The dark scruff on his chin tells me he’s been working long hours, and he knows how much I love feeling that stubble between my thighs.
“Romance is for pussies, Baby Doll. Tonight, you’re going to wake all of damn Hollywood when I bury my cock deep inside your sweet little cunt.”
Did I mention the man is filthy? Yup. His hands trail down my sides, till they reach my ass and squeeze. Pulling me up against him, he allows me to wrap my legs around his taut waist. The body of a Greek god.
“Do you really want the cops pulling up here?” I lean in, planting a soft kiss on his cheek and inhaling his spicy scent.
He lets me down and pulls his shirt off in one swift move. The buckle on his uniform slacks clinks and echoes as he undoes the belt, dropping them to the floor. Once he’s down to his tight black undies, he glances up at me with the filthiest look in his eyes, glinting at me like he’s about to devour me. I’d let him eat me till I pass out too, but I want to tease him.
“Let’s go for a swim, baby.” I watch him stroll over to the terrace and pull the top I’m wearing up and over my head, shoving my shorts down, I join him outside. The cool breeze has goose bumps rising on my skin and my nipples harden further. Before he turns to me, I dive into the pool, the lights below make the water a deep midnight blue and when I break the surface, I find Dane waist deep in the water, staring at me.
“Are you coming?” I question, watching him intently.
“Oh, I’ll be coming all right, and so will you.” He wades into the water, stalking directly toward me. Spinning around, I head to the deep end of the pool and settle myself on the step. There’s a rock feature, which has a small waterfall splashing behind me. Once he reaches me, his hands grip my thighs, pushing them apart. “You comfy?” I nod. I know what he’s about to do and my body trembles at the thought.
Suddenly, he disappears under water and I feel myself scooting forward on the step. Those pretty pink panties I was wearing are now beside me and Dane has his head buried between my thighs. Did I mention he can hold his breath for five minutes underwater?
His tongue laps at my core, two fingers slowly push into me. It’s pure fucking torture, but I know he loves to draw it out until I’m a trembling mess. Leaning back, my body against the rock, my legs wrapped around his head as he devours me. My core tightens and I feel my release teasing and taunting me. When his teeth bite down on my throbbing clit my body detonates and I cry out his name. Again and again.
Not waiting for me to come down from the high, he releases me and resurfaces, a wicked grin plastered on his face. “So delicious, even underwater.”
The girl is a walking sex toy. It’s more than just the spectacular fucking, though. Every day when I leave her place and head to work, I feel something more. I want to spend more time with her. It’s been a month, and I haven’t so much as even looked at another woman. When I’m not beside her on the sofa, watching reruns of her favorite shows, I’m balls deep in her tight body.
As soon as I walk out the door every morning, I miss her body, her taste, but ultimately, I miss her smile. The way her blue-green eyes sparkle with mischief. I’ve had my fingers deep inside her sweet little hole each day this week, so when I go to work, she is all I can smell all day. Needless to say, I have a fucking hard-on the whole shift.