Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 130307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
The admission had my next breath harder to take, but I tried not to focus on it. I tried to keep all my attention on where she was writhing against me, instead.
“He isn’t real,” Chloe breathed, arching her ass against me. “I made him up.”
“You… what?”
“I made him up,” she repeated, covering my hands where I held her. She gripped me tight, both of us groaning when I pushed my finger inside her again. “The girls were convinced I was smitten over someone, so I created Noah.”
Chloe twisted in my arms a bit, enough that our eyes met.
“You’re the only one touching me, Will. You’re the only one I want to touch me.” She swallowed. “The only one I want to touch.”
My nose flared with possession, my eyes searching hers before she turned again, body pressing against mine in a silent plea for more. And fuck, it shouldn’t have made me happy. It shouldn’t have felt so good to hear her say that.
I didn’t deserve it.
But I desired it all the same.
She couldn’t speak anymore, not when I gave her what she asked for, her every breath being cut short by my grip. I kept it just loose enough for her to be okay, but tight enough to give her what she needed, and I slid my palm under the water up to her tits. I played with her nipples, taking my time with each swollen, beautiful breast before my hand dove back down again, applying pressure against her clit.
She bowed off me, hips thrusting up and nearly out of the water as she chased that friction.
I licked a slow, sensual line behind her ear before sucking on her lobe, nipping it with a growl. It sent chills over her skin, and her entire body trembled when I pressed my palm against her clit again and smoothed her up and down.
“Look at you,” I mused, smiling against her neck. “So desperate to come. So fucking needy.”
She mewled, and one low, whispered word escaped through her rosy lips.
“Please.”
My cock hardened even more at the plea, and I rocked it into her as I squeezed her throat a bit tighter. Her nipples were taut, face red with effort as she bucked against my hand.
Water sloshed out of the sides of the tub as I began to work her harder, faster, my palm sliding up and down before I’d bundle my fingers at that sensitive nerve ending and torture her with quick circles.
Our bodies were slick, sliding against one another as she whimpered and chased her orgasm. I could tell she was close — so fucking close — but she couldn’t quite get what she wanted.
All at once, I released her, pulling my hands from her throat and between her legs. I gripped onto her hips and started lifting.
“Stand up.”
Chloe was in a daze, her eyes fluttering, body trembling at the loss. But she did as I said, using the sides of the tub to help her stand as I gave her a boost. When she was up, I turned her to face me, guiding one foot to the edge of the tub behind my shoulder.
I fully planned to immediately go to town on her, but now, I couldn’t help but take a moment to appreciate the glorious fucking view.
Her body was soaked, bubbles clinging to her curves and sliding down to the water in slow rivulets. Her plump breasts heaved with every breath, her face flushed, eyes heavy as they stared down at me and waited for what I’d do next.
“Goddamn, Chloe,” I praised, running my hands up her calves, her thighs, until I could palm her perfect ass. “I could stare at you forever. I could live and die right here, just like this.”
“Please make me come first.”
I blinked, and then a laugh barreled out of me. Gone was the Chloe who shied away from asking me for what she wanted, who didn’t even know what to ask for in the first place.
I wet my lips and pulled her down to my mouth. “Yes, ma’am.”
I thought I saw her smirk, but then her face went blank — eyes widening before snapping shut, mouth opening, neck arching and legs violently shaking. I ran my tongue over her swollen clit, teasing her only a moment before I rewarded her with the sucking pulses I knew she loved.
“Will,” she whined, dropping lower until I took more of her weight. I hummed against her cunt and sucked harder. She was already close. She just needed to be filled.
Carefully, I toyed with her pussy with one thick finger before driving it inside. She was so wet, not from the bath but from me. It made it easy to plunge another finger in, and I curled them in time with the rhythm of my mouth on her clit, ignoring the way my arms burned and my neck ached at the angles and effort.