Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83501 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83501 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Hendrix crawls onto the bed and pauses with his knees between my legs, his palms planted on the mattress beside my head to stare down at me.
“Can you even imagine all the dirty, filthy things I want to do to you?”
I take in a sharp breath and shake my head, knowing that actual words are impossible because I about swallowed my tongue in shock.
No man has ever talked to me like that. Rather than be repulsed, I want to demand further litany.
“I seriously don’t even know where to begin,” he muses as he looks down between our bodies. His eyes light up as his mouth curves wickedly. “I suppose I ought to test out a few things first.”
“Like what?” I practically wheeze.
He doesn’t answer with words but shows me with one hand sliding down my stomach and right in between my legs. I moan when he presses a long finger deep inside me.
Hendrix hisses, his eyes flaming with desire. “You’re fucking soaked, Stevie. What exactly made you that way?” he rumbles.
“You did.”
“Yeah… but what did I do to get you there?” His finger slides free before pressing back in ever so slowly. “Tell me.”
My hips gyrate to draw him deeper, and I lick my lips. “Back at the bar… you told me you will always want more with me.”
Hendrix laughs low, and I can hear the pleasure in his voice. “You’ve been wet for me this entire time?”
My answer is to rock my hips against his hand, conveying that I’d really like more right now.
Dropping down but still holding most of his weight off me with his elbows, Hendrix kisses me again with a laziness that drives me crazy. His cock lays heavy between my legs, and I wiggle my hips, trying to get the friction I’m craving.
Hendrix mumbles against my mouth. “Greedy.”
I bite his lip, and he curses.
Then he laughs, lifting my leg to wrap it around his hip. He uses his hand to guide his cock to me, and thrusts gently until he has his full length buried deep.
“Mmm.” My eyelids flutter as I wrap my other leg around his waist and gyrate against him. “Feels good.”
“Unbearably good,” he mutters, pressing a kiss to my temple before lifting his body up a bit. His head dips, and he looks down the length of our bodies. “Look at us… connected. Me… deep inside you.”
I’m almost afraid to look, but I do as my hands come up to brace against his thick biceps. It’s staggeringly erotic and my muscles involuntarily contract.
Hendrix groans. “Fuck, woman.”
I start to laugh, but Hendrix pulls out and thrusts back in with enough force the laugh is knocked back down my throat. “Oh God… just like that.”
Hendrix kisses me as he starts to move, and I close my eyes so I can let myself feel. Hendrix lowers onto me, pressing his torso to mine, and one arm goes around my back to hold me close as he moves within me. His mouth flutters against my cheek, moving to my jaw before he presses his temple against mine.
Sharp bursts of air from his mouth waft against my neck, causing goose bumps, and Hendrix moves faster.
Harder.
My hips flex counter to his moves, an erotic dance that is so synchronously perfect it feels like he’s become part of me. He’s hitting me deep, and I can’t help the pleas that come pouring out. “Hendrix… please don’t stop. It feels so good.”
“Trust me,” he says softly into my ear, his hand slipping between our bodies to find my clit. “I’ll get you there.”
His simple yet effective touch sends a live current through me, so powerful that it knocks my orgasm loose.
I groan as my entire body locks tight for a blisteringly long moment as ecstasy takes me hostage. I feel myself rippling around his cock, pleasure exploding through me, causing Hendrix to buck harder. I’m absolutely dizzy with the force of it.
“Jesus… right there with you,” he growls and then gathers me in close again as he starts to come.
With our bodies pressed tight, his hips locked hard against mine, I feel his entire body shudder. He pushes into me once more, so very deep, and curses with relief. “So fucking good, Stevie.”
Nothing has ever felt better.
I lie under Hendrix’s heavy weight, feeling safe and spent in the cocoon of his strong arms. I’m jolted back to reality when he lifts slightly, the air chilly against the sweat on our bodies.
Tenderness glows in his eyes. “You good?”
Warmth spreads through my chest as I smile. “I’m boneless, but not a single complaint.”
Hendrix laughs before pressing a gentle kiss to my mouth. “That was amazing.”
“Beyond.”
He regards me thoughtfully. “You want me to go?”
I shake my head. “I want you to stay. It’s so late—or rather, early morning—you should get some sleep.”
“Not sure I’ll sleep lying next to you.”