Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
I knew I had spoken my thoughts out loud, but I didn’t care. I wanted him to know what I was feeling. How much I wanted him.
“You’ll get exactly what you want after I get what I want. Which, right now, is you naked.”
I whimpered and, without a thought, tore my sweater over my head. It wasn’t sexy and slow the way he removed his. It was desperate and fast. Needy. Exactly the way I was feeling.
He smirked, popping the button on his jeans and cupping his heavy erection in his hand. His boots were kicked off with a fast jerk of his feet, and he closed the small distance between us. Crouching down, he tugged off my boots, running his hands up my legs, over my thighs, and lingering on my ass. He straightened, pressing his nose to my skin, his lips trailing wet kisses up my body. His mouth covered my nipple through the lace of my bra, sucking on it, biting down, and teasing the hard nub. He spread his hand wide on my back, bending me slightly to repeat the action on my other nipple, then flicked the clasp open. My nipples were tight, hard peaks, wet from his mouth, aching for more. My clit throbbed with the need for his touch, my skin aching for more of his hands on it.
“So beautiful.”
“Please, Logan.”
In seconds, I was naked, lifted into his arms, with my legs wrapped around his waist and my back pressed against the wall. He plunged his tongue into my mouth, hard and twisting. He cupped my ass and slid his fingers between my legs, dragging them through the slickness. He circled my clit, pressing on the nub, and thrust two fingers inside. I cried out in pleasure at the sudden invasion, the sound muffled in his mouth. He began pumping his fingers and tongue in tandem, fucking my mouth and pussy at the same time. He strummed my clit, pressing, teasing, taking me to the edge and pulling away, ramping up my need, then leaving me aching for more, only to start all over again. I clawed at his back, yanked on his hair, desperate for him. I rubbed my aching breasts against the coarseness of his chest, the nipple ring cold and unyielding on my skin. I wanted to feel the bite of his metal on me. He ground his erection into me, the roughness of the denim an exquisite torture.
His movements picked up, becoming harder. Faster. Possessive and deeper. He played my body as if he knew it. As if he owned it. Every touch was sure, every strum of his fingers, perfect. Then he slid a finger into my ass, and I exploded. My body locked down, and I screamed, every nerve on fire. Waves of ecstasy crashed over me, and I rode his fingers until my body sagged in exhaustion.
He released my mouth, and I dropped my head to his shoulder with a quiet moan.
He moved, carrying me down the hall and tenderly laying me out on my bed. He leaned over, switching on the lamp, staring at me.
“That…” I whispered. “That was…”
He grinned and tossed some condoms onto the nightstand, then pushed his jeans and boxers over his hips, letting them fall to the floor. His erection sprang free, jutting out, thick and heavy, the head glossy and dripping with precome.
“The beginning,” he promised. “Only the beginning.”
He fisted his cock, pumping slowly, his eyes never leaving mine. “Is this what you want, Lottie? My cock?”
“Yes,” I moaned, my voice pleading.
“I promised that you could have what you wanted, didn’t I?” He smirked, wide and wicked. “I think you said you wanted my cock in that pretty mouth of yours.” He ran his hand up his chest, tugging on his nipple ring. “You want to know how this feels on your tongue? How I’d react to your mouth on me, don’t you?”
I whimpered, my fists clenching the sheets, desperate to touch. To feel. My mouth watered with the need to taste him.
“What else did I say?”
“That you got what you wanted first.”
He crawled up the mattress, looming over me. He pushed me down into the bed as he lowered himself onto me. His mouth covered mine, and he kissed me hard. “It’s a good thing we both want the same thing then, isn’t it?”
He sat up, pulling me with him. “Use that pretty mouth, Lottie. Lick me. Touch me. Explore.” He fell back, his erection hard and glistening. “I want to feel your mouth on me.” He tugged my arm.
“Now.”
I didn’t need a second invitation. This time, it was me hovering over him, my legs straddling his hips. I kissed his full lips, driving my tongue between them, fucking his mouth the way he had done mine earlier. I dug my fingers into his silky hair, pulling hard on the long strands. He groaned as I kissed and licked my way down his neck, loving the slightly rough edge to his skin.