Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 92848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
“Take off the thong,” I growl.
My voice is nothing more than a croak.
The vibrator gets set on the nightstand as both her hands drift to the slender band circling her hips. She slips both index fingers beneath the elastic strip before making an arcing motion.
A potent concoction of impatience and anticipation swirl through me, heightening the need that claws at my insides.
My fingers tighten, the short, clipped nails biting into the flesh of my palms. Three strides would have me at the bed. It’s tempting to rip the damn thing off her body myself. Before I can do the honors, she slips the fabric down her hips and thighs before tossing it to the side. And then she’s gloriously naked.
My gaze arrows to her core as she spreads her legs wide.
The sight is almost enough to bring me to my knees. She’s more beautiful than I imagined. Her pussy is shaved perfectly bare. She hasn’t even touched herself yet and a tortured groan rumbles up from deep within my chest.
“Fuck, Carina…”
She smirks. “I’d love to, but you keep turning me down.”
A snort escapes from me. She has no idea just how much restraint that requires.
Her thighs fall open even further until her lower half resembles the shape of a butterfly as her knees touch the bedspread. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you didn’t want me.”
“Nothing could be further from the truth,” I rasp. “I want you more than anything.”
Doubt flickers in her eyes before it quickly vanishes, leaving me to wonder if it was there in the first place. I’ve only ever known Carina to be strong and confident. A force to be reckoned with. It’s one of the qualities that drew me to her. There’s a sexiness about someone who understands their own self-worth and refuses to accept anything less than what they deserve.
That’s Carina Hutchins in a nutshell.
Her hands stroke over her inner thighs. “Still want me to use the vibe?”
“Yeah.”
Fuck, no. I want to slide right inside her and stay there forever.
Without another word, she rolls to the side and grabs the slim device before clicking the button. A low hum fills the air as her hand drifts past her toned belly to the V between her thighs. She runs the slender wand down one side of her lips before stroking up the other to the top of her mound. With a light touch, she buzzes her clit before repeating the maneuver for a second time.
On the third pass, she dips the black device inside her pussy. Her spine arches as her eyelids feather closed and moisture glistens on her delicate pink lips.
My mouth waters for a taste of her sweetness.
Just one damn taste.
Then I could die a happy man.
I don’t realize that I’ve closed the distance between us until I’m sinking onto the mattress near her outstretched legs. Unable to resist the urge any longer, my fingers stroke up one muscular calf before repositioning it so that I have an unobstructed view of her core. Her eyelids spring open and her gaze fastens onto mine.
“Do you like watching me?” Her voice comes out sounding breathless. Already I know that it wouldn’t take much to nudge her right over the edge and into oblivion.
The truth is out of my mouth before I can stop it. “There were times in high school when I’d hear you in your room, getting yourself off. Listening to you come always made me so damn horny. I’d go in the bathroom and rub one out. I’d imagine what you looked like with your legs spread while you played with yourself.”
I’ve carried that around with me this entire time like a dirty little secret. It feels good to finally come clean.
Her pupils dilate as she spreads herself wider. Years of dance have made her limber.
Flexible.
The way she’s able to contort her body is enough to make my head explode.
Both of them.
“Show me how you’d touch yourself,” she whispers.
I groan, unsure if I’ll be able to hold back from sinking inside her body if I actually do it. It would be like teetering on a razor thin edge. And yet…
I’m so fucking hard. My cock throbs a painful beat in my jeans.
And I want to.
I want to share this moment with her.
Decision made, I flick open the button before dragging down the zipper. My fingers delve into the cotton of my boxer briefs, yanking down the material until my erection can spring free. A hiss of breath escapes from me at the slightest touch.
When was the last time I was this hard?
I can’t remember.
Although, I’m sure it had to do with the girl spread out like a fucking feast in front of me.
Her gaze drops to my shaft as she uses the little black vibe to pleasure herself. I shove the jeans down farther, needing room to maneuver. A groan breaks free from me as my grip tightens and I slide my palm along the thick length.