Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 91767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
This is Alaskan porn at its fucking best.
I lean up onto my knees and take him into my mouth. He tastes good and I put my hands on his thick quads as my sex clenches. Hell, he's the perfect specimen.
His hand goes tenderly to the back of my head as he watches on, our eyes are locked, and he has a sexy smile on his face. "How's your ankle now?" he asks.
"What ankle?" I smirk around him. I'm not even joking. The only thing I can feel is my pulse pumping between my legs, preparing for battle. Demanding it.
I begin to fist him with my hand while I suck him, and his eyes roll back in his head. I smile around him. "You like that, baby?" I whisper.
He shudders and screws up his face and I know he's trying to hold it off, but I need him to come. I want him to lose control like I did.
He grabs my hair in his two hands and begins to ride my mouth as his instincts take over. His breathing is labored, and I know that he's close. "Holly," he pants. "Holly." He pumps my mouth hard as he tips his head back to the sky. "Oh fuck… Holly." He comes in a rush down my throat and I smile as I drink him down.
I don’t know if I've ever seen something so beautiful.
I'm not usually one for swallowing, but damn it… for him, I am.
I keep licking him up, taking my time as our eyes stay locked. A tenderness runs between us and he brushes my hair back from my forehead. I smile softly and then he does something unexpected. He bends and takes my face in his hands and kisses me with everything he’s got, and my heart somersaults in my chest.
I've never been kissed like this before, so completely.
He crawls over me and takes me in his arms and for a long time we kiss, making out like teenagers in love who have all the time in the world.
It's not hurried or anxious. The feeling of his skin next to mine is warm and safe. His touch is tender, so unlike any touch I've felt before.
We kiss and we kiss, and after a while I feel his erection begin to grow against my hip. With every thrash of our tongues, I feel him lose a little more control, until our kisses are violent and his hands are spreading my legs, opening up my body for his.
"Shit," he murmurs against my lips.
"What?"
"I don’t have any condoms."
"Oh." I think for a moment. "I'm on birth control and I was tested when my marriage ended. I haven’t had sex with anyone since then."
He pulls back to look at me with surprise. "How long ago was that?"
I swallow the lump in my throat. "Three and a half years ago."
His face falls and we stare at each other with an understanding hanging in the air between us. A sense of loss and sadness for what each other has been through.
"Baby," he whispers as he pulls me into his arms and holds me tight.
What the hell is happening here? I feel weak and vulnerable… teary. So unlike me.
With his lips locked on mine, he rises above me and spreads my legs. His thick tip nudges my opening and I brace myself.
He swipes himself back and forth through my open lips and then pushes in a little.
"Oh." My back arches off the bed.
He sits up and grabs some lube from the drawer in his side table and rubs it into my sex. "You alright?" he asks as he rubs his cock through me once more. I'm slippery and wet now, ready for battle.
I nod, and then a dark smile crosses my face, "More than alright."
He chuckles and as if that’s his green light to go, he slides forward and in one deep movement he stretches me to the hilt.
I hold my breath as I feel the burn of his possession, a stretch like never before. It's sharp and stingy, even with the lube. "Oh… you're big," I whimper.
"No," he smiles against my neck as his teeth graze my skin, "you're small.”
I giggle, because that's a blatant lie.
He circles his hips as he holds himself deep, first one way and then the other as he stretches me open. Preparing my body to take him at speed.
His body moves slow and measured, the perfect pressure on my clitoris sets my body on fire.
Oh… he knows his way around a woman's body alright.
Goosebumps begin to scatter up my spine and down my arms.
He does it again and again and damn it, it's so good. My legs begin to rise by themselves, curling up around his waist. My hands roam up and over his muscular back and over his shoulders. His lips are connected to mine and it's all I can do not to beg him to fuck me hard. He's hesitant and taking his time and I know that I need to trust him to know when my body is ready.