Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76172 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76172 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
“Jesus, Devyn. Do you want me to come in three seconds?”
He presses against me again, the heat of him right where I didn’t know I needed to be warmed.
“That’s it, baby. Slowly.”
I bite my lip as I begin to sink down on him, my body accepting him when I thought it couldn’t. The stretch and pull is almost addictive, that little zing of pain somehow just as needed as the fullness pressing into me.
“God. Damn,” he grunts through his teeth, his fingers a bruising grip on my hip. “Nope.”
In the next breath, he pulls me off, standing from the chair as if I weigh nothing.
I expect him to press me face down into the bed, but he turns me around on my back, and I watch in awe as he starts pulling at his clothes.
Chapter 28
Legacy
How fucked up is it that I hope she translates the way I abruptly pulled her off of me as just wanting to get undressed or that I want to be face-to-face when we do this rather than the truth, which is I couldn’t even get her fully seated on my cock before the threat of orgasm started inching up my spine?
I’ve built this up in my head, fantasized about it, shamefully closed my eyes in the shower after accepting how badly I wanted her. Those conjured imaginings have nothing on the way her body gripped mine those few seconds.
My erection juts forward proudly from my opened slacks as if pointing to its one and only desire as I unbutton my shirt. I’m going slow, needing every damn second to get my shit together. But with the way she’s watching my fingers work open each button, she doesn’t seem inconvenienced by it. I carelessly toss my shirt to the side, watching her face as I once again wrap my hand around my cock in a punishing grip.
My list of desires is easily a mile long, possibly two, but my first time with this beautiful woman won’t be spent checking things off one by one. I just need to be inside of her. My body is desperate for it.
I want to instruct her to touch herself, to slide her dainty fingers through the slickness there, but watching her do it wouldn’t help the threat of premature orgasm I’m still fighting.
“Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you are?”
“You make me feel like I’m the only woman you see,” she whispers, her fingers gripping the comforter at her hips.
“Pull your shirt off.”
She obeys without question, her perky tits tipped with tightened nipples.
I kick my slacks away, needing to clench my hand in order to keep from stroking my aching cock.
“The panties too.”
In seconds, she’s naked, every inch of her body exposed to me. I see the tremble in her hands. I know she’s nervous, but I bet her need will win out over everything else.
“Spread your legs,” I say, her quickness to obey making the last word end on a moan as she does as I ask. “Fuck, baby.”
I take a step forward, loving the way her arms lift, reaching for me.
It’s all too damn intense.
“I want you to know we can stop at any time.” She shakes her head, rejecting my offer.
“This is what I want.”
“I want it too,” I say, but feel the need to clarify. “But this isn’t all I want from you, Devyn. Sex is a benefit to what we’re building, but it isn’t everything. I need you to understand that.”
A slow smile tugs at her cheeks. “So you’ll want to cuddle after?”
“It makes you mine,” I clarify.
“You already claimed me,” she says, her breath wispy and full of need. “Now you can take me.”
I continue to fight the urge to just shove inside of her, having more control over my body than I originally thought, as I crawl up her body on the bed, pressing my lips to the thrum of her pulse in her neck.
Her hands are warm on my exposed skin, her fingers curling into my back when I pull back a few inches.
Her lips beckon me, and I’m done resisting the temptation that is her. I don’t think I could walk away even under the threat of death. Although I don’t understand the connection, I’m no longer strong enough to fight it.
“Mine,” I whisper against her cheek before pressing my lips to hers.
I lick into her mouth, my tongue swiping at hers until I have to take a breath. My lips make a trail down her body, her skin covered in goosebumps. I love how reactive her body is to my touch, her nipples beading when I suck one into my mouth. Her back arches, her mouth opening, a nearly silent cry falling from her lips.
I make my way lower, licking and tasting her skin, but knowing it’ll never be enough. I aim to spend an eternity with my mouth on her skin.