Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 74573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Seconds later, I was wiggling and fighting to breathe as he filled me and sucked on my nipple.
It was a magnificent experience, the dual sensations. He was stretching me, filling me so full on one end, and making me feel sparks of euphoria as he sucked.
I panted as I slowly straightened my thighs, leaning forward so he would slip back out of me.
Once he was at my entrance, I slowly sank back down, this time taking more than half of him before I had to repeat the process.
We did this over and over again until finally he was fully inside of me.
I felt so full—and so right.
Nothing had ever felt this right before.
Not a thing.
I knew without a doubt that all the worrying I’d done that morning was for nothing.
I’d worried, nitpicked, and ultimately told myself that this was a bad idea and talked myself out of the entire thing, and for what?
The only thing I’d accomplished was ruining my morning.
“Ride me, baby,” he ordered, pinching my nipple and causing me to snap out of my thoughts. “Or I’ll be forced to take over.”
I grinned and leaned forward so that both breasts were pillowed on his chest, and then wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face into the crook of one arm.
Then I started to ride him, slowly at first until he urged me faster with his hands on my hips.
The slapping and harsh breathing was the only thing that could be heard in the small cabin around us, making me highly aware of every other sound that occurred.
When I went to slow down, Castiel urged me on, going as far as to take complete and utter control of the mating act by thrusting his hips upward and pushing mine down.
I moaned into my arm and started to twist my hips upward, allowing him to hit that perfect spot inside of me that never failed to make me come, and make me come hard.
It was as the second one hit that Castiel squeezed my ass cheeks so hard that I went from there to there. My orgasm flowed over me like a shallow wave, pulling me under at first until I hit some sort of current that continued to hold me under. On and on it went as Castiel continued to fuck me through it.
It was only after I’d come, and finally stopped, that he allowed himself to go, too.
His entire body stiffened underneath of me. Like a rock-solid wall of granite.
When I felt his cock pulsing, I said what was at the tip of my tongue instead of thinking it all the way through.
“I want to feel you explode inside of me next time,” I whispered against his neck.
He stiffened even further as a grunt escaped his mouth.
Then all was still as the only thing that could be heard any longer in the quiet cabin was our breathing.
After what felt like minutes, but was only seconds, he pushed my hips up, allowing him to fall free of me. His cock hit his belly with a meaty thud, and I couldn’t help the smile that graced my lips.
“I was being completely serious, too,” I whispered. “I want to feel your release inside of me. I want it running down my leg…”
“Do you want to be fucked again so soon?” he asked. “Keep talking about it, and it’ll happen.”
I laughed as I lay limply on his chest.
“I have no control of my faculties yet,” I admitted. “You’d have to do all the work, but I wouldn’t be opposed.”
He chuckled and turned until I was lying on the couch lengthwise. Seconds later, he was up and moving toward the bathroom, snapping the condom off his penis as he moved.
I watched his ass flex and bunch as he did, continuing to watch it until he disappeared into the bathroom.
He closed it behind him, but I could still see a sliver of him through the door.
And when I did, I frowned at what I saw.
Him leaning over the sink with his head hung, arms stiff on either side of the porcelain bowl. He looked contemplative. Sad, maybe.
And I got up and walked toward the door before I could think about what I was doing.
“Hey,” I said, cracking the door open a little more. “Are you okay?”
He nodded. “You have no idea how much better you made it. I wasn’t okay…but now I am.”
I frowned.
“And before you ask, that’s all you’re going to get out of me today. One day, I’ll give you the whole sordid tale…but not yet,” he said. “Not today.”
I nodded once.
“How about we go get your bike, then?” I asked, voice sounding hopeful. “I’d love to go for a ride.”
He grinned.
“Unfortunately, that ride’s gonna have to wait,” he murmured. “Easton got a hit on the email account that our unsub uses to upload his videos. Once I get my bike, which does have to be now, I have to go there and see what I can help him with.”