Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 147021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 735(@200wpm)___ 588(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 735(@200wpm)___ 588(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
Her chin trembles as she rests her palm over my heart. “You settle my soul, Hollis. Your heart is my home, and I never want to leave it.”
Our lips meet, a gentle brush, a wordless promise. The wash of need is sudden and consuming as we press closer, hands gripping hair as we angle our heads and deepen the kiss.
She untucks my shirt and pulls it over my head, then does the same with hers. “You know what I want to do now?”
“I have a pretty good idea.”
She unclasps her bra and tosses it aside, then pops the button on her jeans. “I bet my ideas are better.” She shimmies her pants and underwear down her legs and kicks them off, leaving her in a pair of socks with a blue and black stripe around the top.
She tucks her fingers into the waistband of my pants and tugs me toward the full-length mirror.
“You planning to tell me what this better idea is?” I ask as she adjusts my position.
She shakes her head as she slides my belt through the buckle and pulls it free from the loops, dropping it on the floor at my feet. Her tongue drags across her bottom lip as she opens the button and pulls the zipper down. And then she grabs the princess pillow and tosses it at my feet, sinking to the floor.
She smiles up at me. “I’m going to show you with my mouth how much I appreciate your thoughtfulness.”
I smirk. “Aren’t you sweet?”
“The sweetest.” Her grin is saucy as she frees me from my boxer briefs and wraps her palm around my length. I have to close my eyes for a second and gather myself. It feels like I’ve been without her softness for an eternity, and I’m not adequately prepared for this.
She places a kiss on the tip.
“Fuck, Princess,” I groan.
“My mouth, Hollis,” she replies.
My eyes open as her full lips part. Her tongue slides along the weeping slit and circles the head before she takes me in her mouth. One hand moves to my thigh, and her gaze shifts to the side—to her naked reflection, kneeling on a pillow, her lips wrapped around my cock.
She pops off, lips brushing the head as she speaks. “I like this mirror.” And then her lips are sliding down my cock, pulling me deeper. She moans around me, one hand dropping between her thighs. I stroke her cheek, gaze bouncing between her right in front of me and her reflection in the mirror.
She moves my hands to cradle her face, and her eyes lift to mine.
I arch a brow.
She moans and slides three fingers into her pussy.
I pull my hips back until the ridge hits her bottom lip.
“Yes, please,” she murmurs.
I push back in, slow strokes at first, going deeper on every pass, until the head hits the back of her throat, and she moans. Her fingers move between her thighs, eyes darting between my face and our reflection in the mirror. I’m close. So close. I start to pull out, because I’m one thrust away from coming. But her free hand rises, and she grabs my ass, nails sinking in as she pulls me forward until she’s swallowing my entire fucking cock.
I come so hard I grab the edge of the dresser to stay upright. Her nails retract from my ass, and I pull out. She sucks in a gasping breath and smiles up at me. “I always wanted to try that.”
“For fuck’s sake, Princess.” I crush my mouth to hers.
And then she’s pulling me onto the floor with her. I tuck the pillow under her head and bury my face between her thighs, fucking her with my fingers and tongue until she’s fisting my hair and screaming my name.
And then I carry her to the bed, roll a condom on, and settle in the cradle of her hips.
“I need you in me, Hollis,” she murmurs, her trembling fingers skimming my cheek. “Please.”
“Everything for you, Princess.” I drag the head through her wetness.
Aurora arches, canting her hips up as I nudge her entrance. I pause, memorizing the moment, how gorgeous she looks with flushed cheeks and lust-drenched eyes.
And then I push inside in one smooth stroke.
We both moan as I bottom out inside her. “Fuck, I missed you,” I groan against her lips.
“I missed you, too.” She runs her fingers through my hair. “I missed this feeling.”
It’s so much more than physical connection. Being entwined with her feels like home. I stroke her cheek. “So did I.”
“Let’s never take it away from each other again, okay?” she murmurs.
I shake my head. “Never.”
“I’m yours.” Her hands slide down my back.
“Mine forever now,” I promise.
“Every part of you.”
I roll my hips, and she moans softly.
“I used to imagine how good it would feel to have you inside me like this. Right here, in this bed. But it’s so much more than that.” She puts her hand over my heart. “You’re inside me here, too.”