Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 129179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
He's playing with me now—getting me to the point where I'm about to come before he backs off and leaves me wanting more and I'm so turned on it hurts. By the fifth time he does it, I'm ready to explode.
"Please," I beg on a keening wail. "Make me come."
I hear him groan as he swirls his tongue over my clit faster, applying the perfect amount of pressure. My body races toward ecstasy as I chant, "Don't stop, don't stop, don't you dare stop."
When he comes up over me without letting me come, I let out a harsh sound. "Please, please," I beg.
Settling between my legs, he rubs his cock back and forth against my clit. "You want to come, Leni?"
I nod, the movement frantic. "Yes," I whimper.
He stops the back and forth movement to grip his cock and place it at my entrance. Feeling him there, knowing he's about to be inside me is heady stuff. I grasp his shoulders and look into his eyes as he slowly moves forward. My eyes go wide as I feel him making his way in.
"Start making circles on your clit," he rasps.
My hand is a little shaky as I reach between us to do it. All of his work has left me slippery and desperate for release, which means I'm more focused on that than the impending pain.
"Elena," he groans as he sinks deeper. "Fuck, Leni."
I move my fingers faster, clenching around him as he moves his hands to my waist. "Now," he growls.
When he surges forward, I lose my breath for a second or two before I gasp for air. Keeping one hand on my hip, he slides the other between us and takes over rubbing my clit. With my hands free, I grip his back and hold on as he starts rocking in and out. The feeling of him so deep and so full inside of me is like nothing I ever could have anticipated.
Soon the bed is rocking beneath us as he picks up speed, his fingers and his cock working together to make me insane. "Colin," I gasp as he pumps deeper and harder. "Oh, fuuuck," I whimper. "Like that. Right thereeeeee!"
The way it feels to come with him inside of me is indescribably good, but it gets even better when he yells my name and finds his release. The heat of his cum is so intense that it makes my orgasm stronger.
"Fucking so good," he groans as he jerks inside of me.
When it's over, he stays inside me for another minute or two, kissing along my neck and murmuring about how much he loves me before pulling out. The feeling of losing him is not my favorite. Lying down at my side he pulls me into his arms and kisses me softly.
"That was the best I've ever felt," he says. "Fucking loved coming inside you, Leni. Know I'm putting it all out there, but I have to tell you, I can't wait to fill you up when you aren't on birth control."
My eyes widen in surprise. "You want to have a baby?"
"Yeah," he answers with a grin. "About four seconds after you graduate I'm going to start begging you to let me knock you up. Fuck," he laughs. "Even thinking of you pregnant is making me hard again."
My smile has to be big enough to be visible from space. "Kids," I murmur.
"The whole nine yards, baby. We're going all the way."
Yes. Yes, we are.
9
Elena-Now
I get three steps inside the front door before I hear an exaggerated cough. Looking toward the couch, I'm not surprised to find Miles lounging on it.
"Lucy, you've got some ‘splainin to do."
"Um, what do you mean?"
"Don't play dumb. My antenna went up the second I got the text from you at ten last night letting me know you were spending the night at the house. That you're prancing in here just after dawn wearing a hoodie that's for someone much, much taller than you—someone with a penis I'm guessing—is a dead giveaway."
So much for sneaking in and avoiding this conversation until later after I've loaded up on coffee. Colin and I were up off and on all night, touching, talking… and making love two more times. I've never been happier but I'm exhausted, and I admit that I'm anxious about having this conversation with Miles. If he's mad about my misleading him for so long, I don't know what I'll do. Letting out a long sigh, I brace for the coming inquisition.
"Well—"
"And what stands out for me about this deviation from your normal pattern of behavior," he continues, completely ignoring my attempt to speak, "is that Colin's home. Well, that and the fact that the hoodie you're wearing is from his previous university. Anything you want to say about that?"
The jig. Is. Up. Without hesitating another second, I haul ass across the room and plop down on the couch next to Miles.