Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 17082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
We stumble our way down the hall to his apartment. Our hands move freely over one another’s bodies, and our minds sync in lust-fueled harmony.
Vaughn slams my back against his apartment door, and I throw my arms over his shoulders to steady myself against him. He rifles through his pockets for his keys with one hand while the other grabs at my ass, feeling and squeezing every inch it can touch. But as Vaughn opens the door, I realize that he wasn’t just trying to cop a feel. I stumble backward, nearly toppling over as the hardwood swings away behind me, but Vaughn’s there to catch me before I fall.
He walks me in, never breaking our kiss, and kicks the door shut.
Now, the real fun can start.
Vaughn moves with tactical precision from the entryway and through his house, never having to lift his head to see where he’s going. With every step, it seems, we shed a new layer of clothing. My heels and his shoes scattered in the entry hall. His jacket thrown over the living room sofa, and my top discarded on the dining room table. His shirt and pants, a pooled mess in his bedroom door, and my skirt not much farther away from them.
Then it’s just me and him, standing in our underwear, as he finally pulls away while his tongue runs over his lips.
“Christ, woman. You’re something else, you know that?” It’s followed by deep, husky breaths.
“Something good, I hope.” I take a few steps back. It’s partly to remove my bra in a slow, sultry way. Teasing him with a strip show we missed out on with the flurry of tearing our clothes off. The rest is for me to see the body that’s tormented my mind from the very second I met him.
And I’m not disappointed. Not one bit. Vaughn really is rock-hard all the way down. Every inch of him is lean and cut. Big arms, six-pack abs, and thighs that could crush a watermelon.
That’s not even talking about the most important one, stretching the front of his boxers ahead of him.
Vaughn’s eyes are glued to my chest as I unclasp my bra strap. His mouth drops a little when my tits bounce free from their confines, and one of his hands moves over the twitching muscle inside his boxer shorts.
“Like what you see?” I bite my bottom lip and try to control my racing heartbeat.
He doesn’t speak, or maybe he can’t, opting to respond with a nod.
I walk back to him, taking slow, methodical steps while hooking my thumbs into my panty’s waistband. I sink them, inch by inch, until I’m close enough to touch him, letting them fall to the floor completely.
“Fuck, you’re sexy,” Vaughn says, gently gliding his hand up and down his length.
I smile but don’t speak, giving his boxers the same treatment as my panty’s. He moves his hand away while I pull them down, and with a growling moan, his head shoots straight up to the ceiling.
His cock springs free, and before I manage to get them off completely, the tip brushes against my belly. My eyes widen at the sight of the massive cock, standing upright and eager.
“Can I touch it, Daddy?” Oh, crap. Where the hell did that come from?
“Daddy?” Vaughn’s lips curl in a smirk. “That’s so fucking hot.”
Vaughn grabs my hand by the wrist and starts moving me toward his cock. Oh fuck, it’s actually happening. We’re going to do this. I can’t tell if I want to jump for joy or if I’m about to faint from my unsteady, rapid breathing.
“Well, it’s your fault.” I turn my nose up at him. “Because you’re so fucking hot.”
A deep growl rumbles out of his chest, but it quickly turns into a feverish moan as my fingertips graze his veiny erection.
“You’re going to split me in half,” I mutter, feeling it in full for the first time tonight. Thick enough that my hand can barely close when I try to wrap around it, and lengthy to the point I can’t see a world in which the whole thing will fit inside me.
“Daddy will be gentle,” he groans as I start to stroke him.
“Promise?”
Vaughn hoists me into the air and throws me onto the bed. He follows closely, and as soon as I stop bouncing, his mouth hits my clean-shaven legs.
“You’re incredible,” he mutters, starting to pepper kisses against my shin. Each one higher than the last, making his way upward. “Beautiful. Funny. Smart.” My body stiffens into a knot as he passes my knee and strikes sensitive thigh meat. “You’re the whole fucking package, baby girl.”
“Your package,” I whimper at the sensation of his cool breath tickling my damp inner thighs.
“That’s right. Mine. All mine.” He runs the flat pad of his tongue over the wet spot, getting his first taste of me. My legs close in around his head, pinning him in place. God, if this is how I’m reacting to him licking my leg, there’s no way I’ll be able to handle his mouth against my pussy.