Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 80893 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80893 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
“Tell me what’s off limits, baby. What are my boundaries?”
Boundaries? I don’t want any. Not between us. “No boundaries,” I reply softly.
“No? So, I can do this?” he asks, sliding his hand between my legs. With a feather-soft touch, his index finger traces through my folds. “Fuck me,” he mumbles.
I should be embarrassed about how wet I am for him, but I can’t seem to find it in me to care. Not when his deep blue eyes are looking at me like a man finding a fresh spring in the middle of a drought.
“How about if I do this?” he asks, sliding one long digit inside me. Sucking in a breath, I grip his forearm. “Tell me what you want, Aurora. Tell me what you like.”
I think about his question, and I realize I’m not really sure. “I don’t know,” I answer honestly.
“What do you mean?”
“Elijah, he never… he was more of a get his and rollover kind of guy.” I hate talking about him again, but he’s my only experience.
“Not that I like bringing that asshole into bed with us, but for the sake of clarity, I need to know. Did he never play with your pussy? Did he never taste you?” he asks, licking his lips.
I shake my head. “He barely touched me. Just enough to get off, and then… nothing.”
“Have you ever had an orgasm?”
“Not with a man.” His eyes widen, and then something that can only be described as determination fills his eyes, and suddenly the embarrassment of my confession is gone, replaced with need for him.
Sliding his arm under my neck, he pulls me close while lazily pumping his finger in and out of me. “We’re going to change that. From this moment on, he’s your past. I’m your future, baby, and I promise you, I’ll cherish you always.” His lips connect with mine as he adds another finger. I dig my nails into his back. It’s a new feeling for me. It’s not uncomfortable, but foreign, and it feels… good. Really good.
Chapter 17
Grant
I want to fucking devour her. My cock is hard as stone, begging for release, but he’s just going to have to wait. Right now, my girl needs to know how sexy she is. She needs to know that I want nothing more than to ravish her body. I could keep her in this bed for days and never be satisfied. I’ll never have my fill of her.
Never.
Topping my overwhelming need to consume her, she’s telling me I have no boundaries. She’s mine for the taking, and I suddenly feel like a kid in a candy store. I want it all, and I don’t know where to start.
She’s wet and ready for me, but I need to make sure. That’s what I tell myself as I move to slide down her body. The truth of the matter is that I don’t want to rush this. I can’t rush this. I need to take my time and make sure she feels nothing less than cherished.
“W-What are you doing?” she asks, lifting up on her elbows to stare down at me.
“I need a taste,” I reply, licking my lips as I settle between her thighs. My cock aches, wanting in on the action, but I won’t hurry this moment. No, tonight is the night that dreams come true. I can’t even say how many nights I’ve laid in this very bed imagining having her like this. She’s here, I’m here, and I want it all.
“Grant.” She whispers my name, drawing my attention from her glistening pussy. With tremendous effort, I pull my gaze to her eyes. “I— This is new.” Is that fear in her voice?
“Do you want me to stop?” It would kill me, and if she says yes, there is a serious case of blue balls in my future, but if that’s what she wants, that’s what’s going to happen.
“No.” She shakes her head vigorously. “I don’t know what to expect. I don’t know what to do.” There is a hint of panic in her voice.
“You grip my hair, the sheets, whatever you need to. And you lie back and enjoy it. Just feel, Rory. I’ll take care of the rest.” Sliding off the bed, I grab her ankles and pull her to the edge before dropping to my knees. One at a time, I place her legs over my shoulder. “Just feel,” I tell her again before lowering my head.
I lose myself in her taste that explodes on my tongue. I grin when I feel her hands grip my hair and tug. Sliding two fingers back inside her, I suck on her clit gently, but it’s enough to have her arching off the bed. That simple act is followed by a low, throaty moan, and that’s all the encouragement I need to double my efforts.