Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 62972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 315(@200wpm)___ 252(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 315(@200wpm)___ 252(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
Strong hands cup my face as his tongue tangles with mine, and I put my hands on top of his then whimper with need.
“Delaney,” he whispers in my ear as his mouth explores the tender curve of my neck and the hollow of my throat. His teeth nip at my skin, and I groan out his name.
With a deftness that doesn’t surprise me, he has me out of my pink workout top and sports bra. He backs me up against the wall and kisses me, sighing into my mouth as my hands snake around his shoulders and cling to him. His cock is pinned between us, pressing into me, and I swivel my hips against it.
His hand skates across my breast teasingly and his mouth follows, capturing my nipple and making me moan.
Is it possible to orgasm with just this?
Why am I surprised? It’s him.
His hand curls around my ass and my leg hooks around his hip, needing friction. With a groan, he pushes my yoga pants down to my feet, puts my leg back around his hips, and slides his fingers underneath my panties. I’m thankful I put on the pink lace ones this morning, but those thoughts vanish as his fingers brush back and forth, teasing my clit and the entrance to my core. He fingers me slow and then fast, his lips sucking my collarbone as I toss my head back and take in much-needed air. The scent of him fresh from the shower, the wetness of his skin, the sheer beauty of him—it all overwhelms me.
My pelvis moves with him as my spine tingles, the energy building and heating my insides. I’m putty in his hands as he touches me, his forehead pressing against mine.
“You’re dripping for me,” he says, and I moan. I can’t do anything else but be at his mercy as he plays me. Our breaths mingle together and when our eyes meet, I combust.
Fireworks go off as I come, my body vibrating against his hand, my walls reverberating with bliss. I place both hands on his shoulders to hang on, the aftershocks of the quake keeping my body undulating against him. He watches intently, that piercing gaze of his so open and honest and needy that I reach up and kiss him.
“That was…” I don’t know what to say. Amazing seems so cliché; so does awesome.
He seems to know I have no words, looking as bemused as I am by our explosive chemistry. “I didn’t plan on this. I was just taking a shower and I saw you…” He swallows, his eyes searching my face. His arms curl around my waist. “Do you want more?”
I feel his cock brushing against my panties, which are now back in place. All it would take is for him to push that fabric aside and slide into me.
“I’ll be your scabbard,” I murmur, and he flashes me a grin then swoops me up in his arms.
“You’re a nut,” he says as I point him to my bedroom amid giggles.
He’s not even winded by carrying me, and I sink into his skin, wanting to bury myself in him.
He laughs as he sets me on my bed and scoots me over until we’re under my covers, face-to-face.
“You okay?” he asks.
I pause, my brain spinning. I’ve had a moment to think between here and the bathroom, and I’m not sure.
It’s like he reads my mind. “I’m not him, Delaney. I’m never going to cheat on you.”
I swallow. “So this isn’t just a spur-of-the-moment hook-up?”
His hand on my waist tugs me closer. “It’s going to take a million hook-ups to get you out of my head.”
My body curls into his as he pulls me against his chest and kisses me again, harder this time.
He works his way down my body at a leisurely pace, his lips toying with my nipples, plucking at them with his teeth.
I’m moaning as he slides farther down, his mouth finding secret places on my skin, the bend of my knee, the inside of my thigh. When his tongue slides across my clit, my lower body bows up and clenches, on the verge once again.
His hand pushes my chest down, holding me firmly in place as he works me over with the dance of his mouth. He devours me, giving me everything and not holding back. I’m panting when he finally comes up for air, my body trembling, ready to explode.
“Maverick.” I taste his name on my lips, and it’s so good. My hands tug him up to me, caressing his chest and hips, learning his skin. We kiss deeply, and the heat between us is the hottest I’ve ever been for another person in my life. His cock begs for me to take it in my hands, and I do, running my fingers over his length, lightly teasing the tip.