Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 94512 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94512 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
He laughed, liking her honesty and her enthusiasm. The flip was easy enough to accomplish, and soon, he had her over him. She met his gaze, an aroused look in her eyes he’d never seen before, and damned if it didn’t make him harder.
She bent her knees on either side of him and pivoted her hips in a slow circle, groaning each time his pubic bone hit just the right spot. He gritted his teeth as she contracted around him. She’d wanted control, and now she had it. He’d given it willingly and found it was even better with her on top, taking her pleasure, grinding herself into him as her breaths came in shallower gasps, her moans became deeper and sexier.
She took him along with her, milking him as her tight inner muscles brought him closer and closer to climax. He was too close, too fast, and he needed her with him when he fell over. Reaching out, he cupped her breasts in his hands, kneading the plump flesh before he focused on her already hard nipples, pinching them between his thumb and forefingers, rolling the tight buds until she cried out.
Pleasure? Pain? He wasn’t sure and immediately released his grip, but she shook her head wildly.
“Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” she urged him, and he grabbed her breasts once more. She rocked her hips against him harder, her moans turning into cries of pure pleasure, and he couldn’t hold on another second. He was going to explode.
“Come for me, baby,” he urged her, tightening his hold on her breasts, thrusting his hips up, his cock higher, deeper, reaching for everything.
Then as if he’d released the floodgates, she came apart, her soft cries melding with his, her body grinding against him as he pumped into her over and over again, coming along with her, lost to thought and reason. All he could do was feel. Everything shattered inside him, then slowly, slowly rebuilt as he became aware of his surroundings again.
Liza had collapsed on top of him, her body pressed tight against his, and he wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. Slick with sweat, they lay together, her breathing harsh in his ears. He could barely catch his own breath. Seconds turned into minutes as neither of them moved.
He threaded his fingers through her hair and rolled them over, keeping her tight against him as he wondered.
What the hell just happened? Because he’d sure never felt anything like it before.
* * *
Liza slept like a baby, she realized as dawn came, beams of sunlight streaming through her bedroom window. She’d slept curled into Dare, and she awakened the same way, at peace. Except now she was aware, and her mind couldn’t stop spinning. Not with regrets.
Never those. Not after the most explosive sex of her life with a man who’d been so aware of her needs, she’d had a lump in her throat more than once. And Liza didn’t cry during sex. She didn’t. The act had never moved her emotions to such an extent, but last night had been different.
Everything about Dare and being with him was different. Unique. And scary.
“You’re up,” he said, sounding too confident for a man who held her with her back to his stomach.
“How did you know?”
“Your breath is coming in shallow pants. Ready to bolt?” he asked tightly.
Caught, she expelled a long breath. “Would you let me if I tried?”
“Hell, no.” His arms squeezed around her more tightly. “Then again, I won’t force you to stay.” He eased his grip, giving her wiggle room if she wanted to roll away.
She stayed put. “I knew what I was doing last night. I’m not going to run away from you now.” She’d fight her fears. She could handle a morning after, she told herself.
His tension seemed to ease, and he turned her over for a long, leisurely kiss. One she eagerly returned.
“Morning,” he murmured when he was through.
She smiled. “It is. Which means I’m going to be late if I don’t shower,” she said, truly disappointed.
If she didn’t have to be in Connecticut early, she’d definitely want to spend the morning getting reacquainted with Dare and his amazing body. Once had been all he’d allowed last night. He was insistent on watching out for her head. Which, she realized, didn’t hurt all that much this morning.
“I’d join you, but you’d never get out of here on time.”
“I know.” But visions of them together in her shower, warm water licking over his tanned skin, had her trembling.
“Go.” He lightly pushed against her. “I’ll make breakfast and shower when you’re finished,” he said and headed for the kitchen, leaving her alone and sexually frustrated.
No doubt about it, she’d be thinking of him for the rest of the day, which had her wondering if that had been his intention all along.