Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Dahlia’s eyes widened, and I smirked. “Weren’t you listening, baby? I told you when you let me inside you and gave me that sweet cherry that there was no going back.”
Crimson bloomed on her cheekbones, and her lips curled up into a smile. “I thought maybe it was just the heat of the moment. I didn’t want to assume…”
I rolled my eyes and grabbed both sides of the cut, using it to drag her body up against me. “You really think I’d have spent all this time fucking you bare if I didn’t intend to make you mine?”
A pretty blush stole across her cheeks, and she shook her head.
“Now that we’ve cleared that shit up, I’m gonna fuck you while you’re branded with my name.” The thought grew, and I made a mental note to talk to her about having Molly give her a permanent brand. The property patch was for others, so everyone would know she’d been claimed and to keep their fucking hands and eyes to themselves. But having my name inked on her creamy skin…that would be just for us.
I grasped her waist and lifted her up, then put her in the center of the bed. Then I stood at the end and drank in the mouthwatering sight of my woman laid out bare for me. “Show me that pussy that belongs to me, baby,” I demanded.
Slowly, Dahlia spread her legs, giving me a perfect view of her naked, drenched center. Fuck. My cock leaked, and the sensitive head rubbed painfully against my jeans.
Keeping my eyes on her, I quickly removed the rest of my clothes, then climbed onto the bed. I got down onto my stomach, wedging my shoulders between her thighs, and slipped my hands under her sexy ass. “You smell so fucking amazing.”
She tasted even better. Taking my time and enjoying every sip, I lapped at her pussy and swallowed her juices. When she tried to raise her hips, I gently slapped her pussy before slipping my hand beneath her butt cheek again. “Stay still,” I growled. “Or I’ll stop.”
“Please,” she begged, tunneling her hands into my hair and pulling desperately.
“Not going to rush me, Dahlia. Just relax.”
“Relax?” she huffed. “You’re the one making me needy, so you should take care of it!”
I grinned. “Oh, I will, baby. But I’m gonna do it my way.”
Ignoring her cute little growl, I went back to my snack. The sounds she made drove me crazy, made me desperate to hear her falling apart around my dick. But I kept myself in check and lazily explored what belonged to me. Eventually, I pushed two fingers into her channel and curled them upward as I blew lightly on her clit.
Dahlia moaned and squirmed. “Kye…” Her hips bucked, and I pulled back, giving her thigh a smack and glaring at her.
“Last warning, Dahlia.”
She nodded and bit her lip so hard the skin turned white.
Using my lips, tongue, teeth, and fingers, I slowly tortured her, building her up and easing her back down. I knew the pressure inside her was growing, and when I finally let her come, it would be hard. I was determined to make sure she remembered everything about the first time I fucked her while she was in our bed, wearing my cut.
Knowing how loud she was when she climaxed and how much of a frenzy I was working her up to, I made the decision to start looking for another place to live in the morning. For now, I needed to make sure no one else heard her cries of pleasure because I would kill anyone who saw or heard what was meant for only me.
When she was trembling with pent-up desire, and her skin was flushed from her face to the tips of her toes, I zeroed in on her hard little nub. I sucked it into my mouth just as my fingers scraped over her most sensitive inner spot. Then I slid one of my hands out from under her and clamped it over her mouth just in time to muffle her scream as she splintered apart. The sound went straight to my dick, and I ground my pelvis into the mattress to try to hold off my release.
When she began to descend from her high, I placed a soft kiss on her pubic bone and got to my knees.
“Holy cow,” she muttered, her choppy breaths making her tits bounce, the piercings twinkling in the light. “That was…”
I grinned wickedly.
“That was…mean.”
My head fell back as laughter burst from my chest. “Maybe,” I conceded when my chuckles faded. “But I bet you’d let me do it again any time I want.”
Dahlia pressed her lips together and narrowed her eyes, but after a beat, she blew out a breath and muttered, “Yeah.”
Fuck, she was cute. And sexy as hell. And damn near perfect.