Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 79079 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79079 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
I just hoped I didn’t disappoint him.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Shane
I tried not to go too fast. I had to slow down. But I couldn’t.
We were skidding to a stop in front of the cabin in half the time it usually took. Gravel flew everywhere, raining down on the driveway in all directions. I didn’t even wait for the dust to settle before I lifted her off and carried her up the porch stairs and into the house.
I practically tore the fucking door down to get inside.
I knew I should be gentle. I couldn’t be. My need was too great. I’d nearly fucked her in a parking lot, for God’s sake!
I set her down and locked the door behind me. It was my own concession to reason. Then madness descended.
I was on her in a heartbeat. Kissing, touching, stroking. Peeling her dress from her shoulders until I could see her body. Only bits and pieces of it. I wanted to see everything, but there wasn’t time.
In less than a minute, I had her up against the wall with my tongue down her throat, my hands on her perfect ass, and my cock grinding against her pussy. I hiked her skirt up to her slender waist. I could feel her panties against my hands.
I groaned and dropped down so I could taste her. I started with her perfect tits. The sight of them drove me wild.
“Perfect . . . so perfect . . .” I murmured as I sucked one nipple and then the other. She tasted sweet, like honey dripped onto a peach. I worked my way down her body, lower and lower. Her dress was bunched up in the middle. I stared hungrily at her lace-covered pussy and smooth legs before tasting the silky flesh of her inner thighs.
I couldn’t stop myself from open-mouth kissing her pussy, right through the black lace of her panties. I growled and pulled them down.
“Shane . . .” she whispered in shock. I knew she was innocent. But I had to have her. I had to do this. It was too late to stop.
“Don’t tell me to stop,” I gasped as I tasted her bare pussy for the first time. “I need this.”
Her head fell back against the wall as my tongue teased her silky lips. Her pussy was so pretty and compact. And when I tried to ease my tongue inside her, she was so tight that she squeezed it.
It almost hurt.
I groaned as my cock twitched helplessly, begging to be let out. I couldn’t wait to be inside her. But I had to be gentle. I was well-hung, and that was an understatement. Her tight little pussy would get torn apart if I didn’t prepare her first.
I had to make her come. I had to make her come a lot. And even then, it might not be enough.
I won’t hurt her, I swore to myself. No matter how badly I wanted her. Even if it meant I had to punch myself in the dick or jump into an ice-cold shower. I wouldn’t hurt her or allow her to be hurt, ever again.
The breathy little sounds she was making were driving me mad, making me want more. Making me demand more from her body. Making me need more from her. All the way down to her soul.
I needed her desperate and out of control like I was. I needed her to shatter apart in my arms so I could put her back together. I wanted everything.
So I took it.
My tongue dove in and out of her tight pussy, seeking and stroking her G-spot. My thumb was on her clit, pressing down and circling it. She cried out in surprised pleasure, and I doubled down, working her clit faster and faster, driving my tongue as far as it could reach.
I felt her tremble a moment before her orgasm hit. It rocked her body so hard that she shuddered violently against the wall.
I didn’t stop until the last tremors had passed. I didn’t have time to be gentle. I hoisted her up and dropped her on the couch. I followed her down, kissing her deeply before shouldering my way between her thighs again.
“Shane, what are you—oh!”
I used my fingers this time, opening her petals and sliding in one, and then another.
“I have to get you ready. I’ll tear you apart if I don’t.”
She barely heard me, her head tossing back and forth on the couch. Her dress was still around her waist, showing her glorious tits and sinful curves off to perfection. I reached up to tweak a nipple as my lips found her clit. I went to work on her again, strumming my tongue against her sensitive nub until she screamed. I kept at it, slipping a third finger inside her as she came all over my hand.