Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21045 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21045 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
“What? No!” I try to lift my hips again, but I’m thoroughly pinned under him. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what's coming out of my mouth, but the last thing I want you to do is stop.” Marco closes his eyes and sucks in a deep breath, and I know he’s smelling my desire. It’s all for him. “It never felt this good.”
His eyes fly open, and the room goes from being too hot to a cold chill rolling through it. “Who wasn’t it this good with, angel? Because I know no one in Snow Hills has touched you.”
“Are you stalking me, big guy?” I bite my lip. A thrill courses though me at the thought of him not only stalking me but also him being jealous of another man touching me.
“I think the idea turns you on. Your pussy gives you away with its flutters.” He pulls his one thick finger out and thrusts it right back in, making me moan. “Now, who is this man that you let taste you?” Taste me. He doesn’t say sex or intercourse. I suppose a man would say fuck. Which leads me to believe he knows I’m still a virgin. He can feel that, but he doesn’t know if I’ve done other things.
“You want a full name? Social Security number too?” I tease him. Why I have no idea. I want his head back between my thighs sooner rather than later. I know it’s ridiculous, but I can’t help but love the fact that he seems jealous.
“A first name will do. I don’t need much to find what I’m looking for.” He keeps his finger deep inside of me.
“Me. I was talking about myself, Marco. It never felt this way when I touched myself.” His nose flares.
“Then I must ruin you so that you’ll crave my touch,” he says before his mouth descends onto me once again. He licks and sucks until he has my whole body quivering and screaming his name.
His mission is accomplished. I’ll never be the same after this.
9
Marco
Her juices fill my mouth. It’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted. I lick and suck, wanting every drop of her I can get. Her moans fill the room. I’m relentless. I wasn’t joking when I told her that I wanted to ruin her. I want her to crave me the same way I do her. For her body to only ache for me when she’s in need.
Eve’s fingers dig into my hair as she thrashes under my hold. Her legs are shaking now. I’ve gotten two orgasms out of her, working her up to two fingers, but she’s still so damn tight. As turned on as I am, the thought of getting this taste of her and it being taken away scares the fuck out of me. That’s saying a lot, considering nothing or no one ever has that effect on me.
“Marco, please I need more,” she begs, breaking me from my thoughts.
She continues to move her hips that I have pinned down with my forearm. I swallow and slowly stand from the floor where I was resting on my knees. The bed really is the perfect height. I noticed the kitchen counter was too. She lets her fingers slip from my hair. I can see the desire for me in her eyes, which settles something inside of me.
“Off,” I order, my voice not sounding like my own. Eve doesn’t hesitate at my order. If anything, something in her eyes lights up at my command. She wants me to take over, allowing her to hand over the control and be taken care of for once in her life. She’s not used to someone doing that for her unless it's someone her parents paid to do it.
Unbeknownst to her, I vowed from the moment I laid eyes on her that I’d spend my life taking care of her even if from afar. But I’ll fight like hell to keep her near me. The more I touch her, the worse my addiction to her becomes.
I slowly take all of her in, every inch of her until I get to those gorgeous emerald eyes staring back at me. She is perfect, every single inch of her. And while I may not be worthy of her, I’m sure as fuck gonna take her.
“You planning on standing there fully clothed all day? Or you gonna show me the goods and do something with me now that you have me naked?” There’s that smart mouth of hers that turns me on. I love that she’s not a pushover. I can tell she’s a little nervous, but her desire for me has overridden most of that.
“You’ll wait and trust that I will give you what you need when I think you’re ready.” I’m just as eager as her for my mouth to be on her again. It’s torture for not only her but for me to wait. “Open that pretty mouth again and I’ll put it to good use.” I grab my erection that’s begging to be let out of these damn pants. Her eyes immediately go to where my hand is. I watch as she licks her lips, loving the idea of having my cock in her mouth. My angel suddenly looks like a little devil sent here to tempt me.