Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 81(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 81(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
“See?” He smiles. “I knew it. So much better.”
“Yeah…?”
“Oh, yeah.” He nods. “I know you don’t seem to like your mom much, but you should thank her for those, gorgeous, because those are absolute perfection.”
He leans in, and his hands close around my breasts, the rough callused skin pressing against my hard nipples as a groan rises from his chest. His thumbs trace my curves with just the right amount of pressure, sending a shiver up my spine. Until now, I’ve been wonderfully terrified of this man, but now the need to be closer takes over, and I take a delicate step forward and press my body against his.
He doesn’t move. Not even a centimeter. He stands tall and unyielding like a statue imbedded deep into the earth. His strength causes my excitement to rise even more, like lava ready to erupt from a volcano.
Grant reaches up to the lapels of his suit coat and pulls, then extends his arms and lets the coat fall to the floor of the deck. He takes my wrists and guides my hands to the top button of his shirt.
“Do them for me.”
God, he’s so sexy. Smiling, I slowly unbutton his shirt, revealing two perfectly sculpted pectoral muscles, with just the right amount of chest hair. I’m so in awe I almost have to stop, but I keep going, exposing chiseled abs that take my breath away. I let my eyes explore his physique as my body begins to tingle all over. I’m flushed with anticipation.
“Good girl.” His voice is like cold, hard steel. “Now why don’t we get rid of these?”
He hooks two thumbs into the band of my sweatpants and pulls. I gasp as they catch on my hipbones and I feel the teasing coolness of the evening breeze against places on my body I’ve never had exposed around a man.
Grant continues tugging, and my pants continue moving down until they pass their sticking point on my hips and fall to the floor, leaving me completely naked before him. My chest rises with a sharp intake of breath. I feel as though I’m on the verge of something incredible, and when I look up into Grant’s eyes, I know I’m right.
“Look at you,” he muses as he slips two fingers between my legs. I nearly jump at the sensation. “Perfect lips, no wonder you have a gorgeous little pussy too.”
He takes my hand and guides it to the very obvious bulge in his pants, and I feel it – his cock, so hard and swollen, like a bat tucked down against his leg. I may never have touched a man like this before, but I’m aware enough to know that Grant has something serious going on down there.
“I can’t take it any longer, Nikki,” he says as he unbuckles his belt and begins to drop his pants. “I have to be inside you.”
“Grant, I—”
I want to explain to him that I’m a virgin, that this will be my first time and that nervous can’t describe how I’m feeling right now. But when he drops his briefs and I see his cock, I literally forget everything I’m about to say.
My jaw drops, and I stare.
Long. Thick. Heavy. Those are the only words I can think of to describe what I’m looking at. I’m almost trembling with how anxious I am, but I’m also wondering just how in the world that thing could ever fit inside of me.
“It’s so…big.”
“Don’t worry, gorgeous.” Grant lifts my chin and pulls my face to his so our lips are almost touching. “I know you’ll take it like a good girl, won’t you?”
I want to tell him that of course I will, because that’s all I want to do for him. I want to make him happy. I want to make him feel good. I want to please him. But I’m trembling now at the thought of what happens next, and he notices.
“Grant, I…I have to tell you something.” I feel my blush deepen. God, why does it have to be like this? I’m going to ruin his night now, I know it.
“What is it, baby?”
I close my eyes and take a deep breath. “I’ve…never done this before.”
Grant doesn’t respond right away – long enough that I actually open my eyes again to see him looking at me. “What are you saying? You’re a virgin?”
Shit, I knew it. He’s disappointed. He doesn’t want me anymore. And why would he? What man wants a girl who has no idea what she’s doing? I look at my feet and nod.
To my surprise, Grant chuckles. I instantly look up at him.
“And you’re telling me this because you think I’ll be…disappointed?” he asks.
“Well, yeah,” I reply. “Don’t guys like it when a girl knows what she’s doing? They want a girl with experience, right? So they don’t have to teach her what to do and—”