Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 91846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
She giggled again. “My assistant Wendy made sure I had some, just in case.”
I moved my mouth and kissed along her jaw, then down to her neck. I inhaled, and the smell of jasmine and vanilla filled my senses. “You should give her a raise.”
Bree’s head dropped back, and she let out a soft moan when I moved my hand up her side and cupped one of her breasts. I loved how it fit perfectly in my hand. I ran my thumb over her hardened nipple, and she gasped.
“I’ll…for sure…give her… Oh God,” she moaned when my mouth covered her nipple and my hand moved between her legs. “Yes. Oh, Luke…yes.”
“Do you like that, love?”
Her head jerked in a nod. “Yes. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop!”
She gripped my shoulders and moaned out my name as I slid my fingers into her wet pussy. Christ, she was ready. I could practically feel her vibrating with the need to come.
I was going to send my mother to fucking Paris for talking me into coming home for Christmas.
Brighton Rogers was, by far, the best Christmas present I had ever unwrapped.
Brighton
Oh.
My.
Gawd.
Luke had only just started to touch me and I could already feel my orgasm building. What in the hell? The man had magical fingers and a mouth that would drive any woman insane. His kisses alone nearly made me come undone.
“Lie down on the bed, Bree. I want to taste you.”
I tried to be calm and nonchalant, as if men asked to taste me all the time, when really on the inside I wanted to jump up and down with joy.
I turned too fast and tripped, and my body fell to the floor, my face barely missing the side table.
“Shit, are you okay?” Luke asked.
Nodding, I covered my mouth and laughed at my eagerness. He smiled as he scooped me up into his arms like I weighed nothing. The man clearly worked out—though that was already evident from his insanely fit body. His chiseled-perfection-without-an-ounce-of-fat-anywhere body. And his abs…Christ on a cracker, I wanted to lick them with my tongue. Hell, I wanted to lick his whole body. And that dick. I was going to feel him for days. He was big. Very big.
How in the hell did he not have a girlfriend?
Luke gently placed me on the bed, then crawled over me. I could feel his cock rub against my leg, and I had to force myself not to beg him to push inside of me.
Shit. Shit. Shit. I forgot to grab the condoms. Should I stop him and go get them? Ask him to grab my purse or—
“Holy shit! Oh my God, Luke!”
His mouth was between my legs doing very naughty things, and all coherent thoughts left me. He licked me like I was his favorite flavor of ice cream. My line of past lovers wasn’t very long, and only one other guy back in college had given me oral sex—and it was nothing like this. I was pretty sure it had been his first time doing it as well.
With Luke, my body had never been so…hot. It was the only way I could describe how he made me feel. I was burning up for him, and I needed more. God, I needed so much more.
Luke’s hands went to my thighs, and he spread my legs farther apart before he slid his fingers inside me. I gasped and then let out a long moan.
“God, what are you doing?” I cried out when he started to massage a place so deep inside of me that it left me feeling like I was going to pass out from the utter bliss of it all. The man knew how to pleasure a woman, and I wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not.
Then his mouth was on my clit again, and I threaded my fingers in his dark brown hair. I pulled him closer to me, even while I fought against the urge to push him away.
“Yes,” I hissed. “That feels so…oh, Luke!”
He licked and sucked and did things that had my toes curling. My body trembled. and I pressed my hand over my mouth to keep from screaming out when my orgasm hit me.
Luke reached up and pulled my hand from my mouth and our eyes met.
Then he sucked harder—and I fell.
“Luke. I’m coming!”
I felt my body spasm around his fingers as he pumped them in and out and never once took his mouth off of me. He groaned in pleasure, and I swore another round hit me from the rumble of his voice, making me scream out. “I can’t! I can’t take it anymore!”
When I pushed his head away, Luke shot me a smirk that said he was more than happy with his performance, and I had to agree. He deserved a standing ovation. It felt like it took forever to come down from the high I’d experienced.