Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 81831 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81831 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
“Spread your legs,” he says, his voice husky as he rips open a condom he must have pulled from his wallet. “Wider.” He groans when I oblige him and reaches down to stroke himself, making me itch to do the same. “Damn, Mel, what a pretty pussy. I like that you don’t shave. That sexy little bush makes me want to fuck you even more.”
“I do too shave,” I say, biting my lip as he rolls the condom on. “Sometimes. A little. I’m just busy, and I didn’t think anything like this would be happening to me anytime soon. God, now please, inside me. I really want you inside me.”
“Your wish is my command,” he says, moving back between my legs and fitting the tip of his erection to where I’m wet and aching. “Look down,” he murmurs. “Watch me fill you, Freckles. Watch your body take every inch.”
Too horny to care about how bossy he’s being, I let my eyes drift down his chest, his abs, to where his swollen length is poised at the start of me. Then he shifts forward, the thick head of his cock stretching me wide, sending more sparkling, dazzling, electric sensations flowing through my core.
“God,” I choke out, clinging to his biceps as he seats himself inside me.
“You can call me that anytime,” he says, pushing me back onto the table.
Before I can tell him to get his ego in check, he’s pulled back and pushed into me again, sinking even deeper this time. And then, my legs are wrapped tight around his hips and we’re clinging to each other like the last life raft on a sinking ship and everything fades but the racing of my heart and the pleasure swelling inside.
I come with a cry wrenched straight from my core, my head spinning as I melt into the waves of bliss crashing over me.
Over him.
Over the two of us as we somehow end up on the floor, then by the couch with a fresh condom as Aaron takes me from behind with his hand fisted in my hair, murmuring nonsense about how even my elbow is sexy against my throat as his cock pulses inside me.
We take a brief break to eat our now cold dinner, but then we’re on each other again, like wild animals who only have one night to ensure the continuation of the species before we go our separate ways. And we will go our separate ways, but for now, I can’t imagine anyone I’d rather have in my bed than this man devouring my pussy like it’s his sole purpose on earth.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so sweet.” He moans against my slick skin, drawing out the orgasm already twisting me in perfect knots. “I’m in love with your pussy. It’s my favorite, my very favorite.”
“No love talk,” I pant, digging my fingers into his ass as he lengthens himself on top of me again. “Not even kidding around.”
“Because you hate me?” he teases as he knees my thighs apart and reaches for another condom from his copious wallet supply.
I shake my head. “No. Because it reminds me…” I trail off, swallowing before I add, “It just hurts, that’s all.”
Compassion fills his gaze. “I’m sorry. Divorce is hard.”
“I just…miss him. I miss my happy marriage and my family and having my son with me all the time,” I hear myself confess before I pull my shit together. I’m not here to bare my soul to my former bully. Tonight is about pleasure, not pain. “But right now, I’m missing your cock more. Is that condom on yet?”
“No, but maybe that’s okay?” He glides his bare cock over my slick, swollen pussy, making me shudder. “I’m clean. If you’re clean and birth control is covered, maybe I could feel you bare?” His jaw muscle leaps beneath his skin. “I’d love to fuck you with nothing between us, Mel.”
I shake my head. “No, I don’t trust you.”
He arches a brow as he slides the condom on. “No? You still don’t? Even when I’ve given you three orgasms in less than two hours?”
“Four,” I correct, believing in giving credit where credit is due. “And no. Men lie. Even good men, and you’re not good.”
“We’ll see about that,” he murmurs, gliding into me hard and fast.
Bliss hums through my already sensitized flesh as we begin to move, fucking each other like we’re fighting a war only one of us can win. He pulls my hair and spanks the side of my ass. I bite his bicep hard enough to leave a mark. Soon, we’re both moaning and sweating and then he slams home with a cry, setting off an explosion that feels like it’s turning the world inside out.
It feels like I’m flying, dying, being reborn, and then suddenly, I’m waking up in his arms as he kisses my forehead.