Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 57407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
“You don’t have to—”
“I know I don’t have to,” he growled, cutting her off as he adjusted her legs over his shoulders and skimmed his hands over her hips as he placed wet, biting kisses up her thighs that would undoubtedly leave marks on her skin. “I want to make you come the first time with my mouth and tongue before I fuck you with my cock. And don’t worry, nothing about this will be slow.”
He didn’t lie. The man was driven, his sole purpose to wring an orgasm out of her in the most erotic way possible. She gasped as he devoured her with his mouth, his tongue thrusting deeply before licking his way up to her aching clit. And that’s where he stayed, his intimate kiss hot and hungry and so all-consuming she couldn’t think straight.
Panting for breath, she tangled her fingers in his hair as he slid his hands up her body until he reached her breasts. He wasn’t gentle, and the way he grabbed and squeezed the mounds, then pinched her stiff nipples, shot an electric jolt of heat straight down to her clit. He sucked that bud of flesh harder, and there was no stopping the orgasm that crashed through her.
She cried out, writhing against his mouth as pure bliss saturated her senses.
He didn’t give her any time to recover, and she found herself on her knees in front of him on the floor, her upper body braced against the sofa cushion. His hands grabbed her hips, angling them so that the head of his cock had a straight shot into her pussy. Without warning, he slammed into her from behind, filling her to the brim and stealing the breath from her lungs.
He took her…fast…rough…and deep. Oh, God, so, so deliciously deep. In this position, she felt impaled to the hilt every time he drove into her with quick, rapid thrusts. With his body pressing her into the couch cushions and holding her down, all she could do was let him use her for his pleasure.
It was exactly what she wanted. Exactly what she needed.
One of his big, warm hands came up, settling at her throat, anchoring her to him even more. He exerted just enough pressure to elicit an erotic thrill and make her eyes roll back at his dominance. She gave herself over to him completely, her body, and even pieces of her heart she knew she’d never get back, no matter how things turned out between the two of them.
“Can’t get enough of you,” he groaned in her ear as he continued to drive into her without an ounce of control holding him back.
She didn’t want him to.
His free hand slid between her legs, finding her sensitive clit and rubbing rhythmically. “Come for me, Georgia,” he said, his voice low and deep and demanding.
Desire tightened inside her at his command. Her back arched, and she closed her eyes as the tension inside her became almost unbearable. Then she was awash with pleasure, her body rippling, her muscles tightening around him again and again as she cried out his name. She felt him thrust up into her once, twice, three more times, then shudder as he came deep inside her.
Breathing hard, he wrapped his arms around her and drew her down to the floor to lie across his chest as they both recovered from the adrenaline rush.
Drew had given her exactly what she needed tonight, and even though Georgia didn’t know what the future held for them, for now, she was right where she wanted to be. In Drew Daniels’ arms.
Chapter Thirteen
Georgia didn’t have a chance to talk to her parents until the following Friday after work. Between her mother’s evening charity commitments, her weekly Mahjong group get-togethers, as well as a gallery event she’d attended, Nina Brooks’ social calendar had been full until now.
Of course, Georgia had received a few terse voice and text messages from her mother wanting to discuss her break up with Elliott, but that conversation wasn’t one she wanted to have over the phone. It was pathetic that a grown man had gone running to her father to tattle on Georgia for ending things. Elliott was that desperate to be given the reins of her father’s law firm through his daughter.
Beyond ready to get this conversation over with, Georgia texted her mother to find out what evening would be best to stop by the house to talk.
Tonight was the night, and as she pulled into her parents’ driveway, she was surprised by her lack of anxiety about confronting them. Instead, determination filled her, and she embraced the feeling, knowing she had Drew to thank for her bravery. She’d learned it was okay to go after what she wanted for a change and though she believed she would have had this conversation with her parents regardless, because she had zero interest in Elliott, having Drew in her corner supporting her, even silently, meant the world to her.