Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 143842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 719(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 143842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 719(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
“Been dying to get a good look at these tits. Not sure I’m ever going to be the same.”
He bunched both of them up, my breasts far more than those big hands could contain, and he dipped down and licked one hardened tip and then moved to do the same to the other.
I squirmed, bucking up as my fingers clawed at his chest. “Cody.”
“Don’t worry, darlin’, I know what you need,” he mumbled at the sensitive flesh, and then he was easing down, kissing a path across the soft flesh of my belly.
Desire streaked far and wide, and I breathed out toward the ceiling when he hooked his fingers in the waistband of my sleep shorts and dragged them down my legs.
Leaving me shaking and bare.
He hissed.
I didn’t know if I wanted to be shy or bold. If I should press my knees together to cover myself or spread them wide so he’d touch me again, the way he had the other night when he’d sent me flying.
He made the decision easy, taking me back by the knees and rubbing circles on the inside with the pads of his thumbs as he took me in like I was a picture to be admired.
His tongue stroked across his lips. “Look at that pink, perfect pussy, dripping for me.”
I whined, mad with lust.
Delirious with what he’d awakened. This part of me that’d gone dormant years before.
“Do you have any idea the number of times I pictured you like this?” he rumbled from somewhere deep in his chest. “Lying right here in this bed? Naked and glorious. Just the way I knew you’d be.”
“You think I’m the beautiful one?” I rasped it. Because he left me dumbfounded, his rugged, raw beauty stealing my breath.
Cody shifted his attention to my eyes. There wasn’t a trace of the tease he normally wore. “Yeah, Hailey, I do.”
Then he slipped his arms under my legs, and he dipped between them and dragged his tongue through my center, all the way up to suckle my clit.
He nearly sent me soaring with the first lick.
My fingers dove into his hair as my shoulders arched from the bed.
I mewled a desperate, “Cody.”
He eased back, so freaking smug as he lifted his head to look at me where I writhed. “Didn’t even take a minute to have you whimpering my name. Give me a second, and you’ll be screaming it.”
“I didn’t invite you in here to taunt me, Mr. Cooper.”
He cracked a grin. “Ah, we’re back to Mr. Cooper, are we? Seems awful formal considering your pussy is in my face.”
“Shut up.” It was a choked laugh, and I was unable to contain the smile because the man was so much, pure joy and light and warmth, then I was moaning when he murmured, “Gladly,” and dove back in again.
He tucked his shoulders between my thighs, his tongue hot and perfect as he rolled it over my clit.
Pleasure sparked behind my eyes, and in two seconds flat, my entire body was vibrating. A feeling sweeping through, pinpricks that promised what was to come.
I mewled and whined and tried to keep quiet, but I was whimpering his name like the lyrics of a song.
Cody quickened, swirling, lapping, teasing and taunting, his voice a grumble against that sensitive nub. “Yes, Shortcake. That’s it. Let me hear you. Want to hear you come undone as I eat your delicious cunt. Have wanted you on my tongue since the second I saw you.”
Bliss gathered quick, from the outermost edges of my body and mind. I writhed and jutted, begging for more, and my fingers yanked at the soft curls of his hair.
Cody pressed two of those big fingers into the well of my body, or maybe it was three, because it felt so good, the way he filled me.
So much.
Not nearly enough.
The incredible pressure as he pumped, driving me right toward ecstasy.
His fingers thrust deep as he intensified the sweep of his tongue.
And it grew and grew—this light that illuminated inside me. This man who was so kind and giving once you peeled back the layers.
His arrogance sweet.
His goodness great.
And what expanded in my chest became overwhelming.
Joy.
Warmth.
The unfurling of something brand new.
A rebirth.
I should be terrified of it. The way it swelled and inflated and billowed through my spirit while the magic he whipped me into gathered to a pinpoint.
My belly tight, each brush of his tongue driving me to a place where I’d likely want to exist forever.
It was reckless, going there, but I was already climbing toward that destination.
He pushed his fingers deep, turning them as he used his other hand to press down on the lower part of my belly. He raked his fingers somewhere deep as his tongue swirled and licked.
I splintered then.
A shattering of pleasure as I blew.
I came apart like rays of sunlight spearing into the sky the second the sun breaks the horizon.