Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
My head fell back and his lips moved there, teasing over my pulse as his hands moved around my back to work the clasps of my bra free. He pulled it off, then grabbed me at my sides, forcing me up so he could lean forward and suck one of my nipples into his mouth.
Not having to muffle myself, I let the moan—loud and long—escape me. Rico’s teeth nipped the tightened point in approval, making my sex clench hard.
Then he was moving across my chest, continuing to lick, suck, and bite until I couldn’t take it any more. I dropped my hips back down on his lap, feeling his hardness press against me.
A sexy little laugh escaped Rico as his hands grabbed my ass and dragged me against his length. “So needy for my cock,” he murmured.
My whimper was my agreement as I continued to move against him.
But then he whipped me over onto my back, knelt, and pressed my legs into my chest so he could pull off my pants and panties.
He barely spared the time to toss them to the floor before he was spreading me, and lowering down between my legs, his tongue on me.
His lips sucked, his tongue traced, and his fingers slipped inside of me.
The build up was fast but intense as my hands slapped down on the back of his neck, holding him against me as he drove me up toward an orgasm that had my whole body tensing and my thighs clenching at the sides of his head.
He grabbed my knees, pulling my legs apart, then turned to press a kiss to my inner thigh as a sexy, rumbling laugh escaped him.
I was desperate for more of him then, going up onto my knees with him, my hands working down his buttons, then pulling off his shirt.
My hands slid over his warm skin, loving the way his muscles tensed with my touch as they moved down his stomach to undo his button and zipper, then pulled his pants down.
Rico scooted back, stepping onto the floor at the foot of the bed. I followed to sit off the edge, reaching out to push down his pants, then go for his boxer briefs until he was as bare as me.
My hand reached out, stroking down his length as I ducked my head and took him in my mouth.
His hands grabbed the back of my head, holding onto me as I started to suck him, then guiding me, making me take him faster, deeper. His breathing went ragged; little curses escaped him as his taste filled my mouth.
My own desire reached a fever pitch, making me press my thighs together to try to ease the growing ache between.
Then Rico was suddenly pulling me back.
He leaned down, grabbing the backs of my knees and flipping me back on the mattress.
I landed with a small giggle as he grabbed a condom with one hand as he stroked himself with the other, his hungry gaze on me the whole time.
When he was done protecting us, I pulled my legs up at an angle, then spread them for him.
That rumbling sound moved through him as he moved toward me, as he came over me.
He slid inside of me slowly, making me aware of each thick inch as he claimed me.
His lips were on mine as he started to move inside of me, slow and deep.
It was all just so… intimate. I felt pulled open, laid bare in a way I wasn’t sure I’d ever been before.
It was all just… too much.
I threw my weight, rolling him under me and moving to sit up, creating a distance some part of me so desperately needed right then as I started to ride him.
Up and through an orgasm that had me crying out as a shiver racked my whole body.
“Fuck,” Rico growled, rolling us again, then going back on his knees, pulling my legs up to his shoulders, and fucking me.
Hard.
Fast.
Like I needed.
He pushed me through another orgasm before coming with me.
He sat back on his calves afterward, his head tilted back as he tried to slow his breathing.
I felt breathless looking at how gorgeous he was right then.
He leaned down, pressing a kiss to my leg, then sliding away from me.
Did I sit up to watch his firm ass as he walked away? Yes, yes, I did.
It took him a while to come back, and I realized why when he walked in carrying a pint of ice cream and two spoons.
“Figure we worked off enough of dinner to get some dessert now.”
And it was just the most perfect night ever.
Eventually, we curled up on the bed, me resting with my head right over his heart, his hand draped casually around my hip.
His lips pressed into the top of my head.
“I’m gonna stay for a while,” he told me as I started to drift off to sleep. “But I’m gonna go home before morning. Just didn’t want you to wake up alone and think the worst,” he said.