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)
Another tortured sob escapes from her as I fuck her with my tongue.
“Please, Ford. I need to come.”
“Not yet, baby. I’m not done with you just yet.”
A garbled response escapes from her.
Only when I’ve licked her clean do I suck her clit into my mouth. Her body quivers beneath mine.
I pull away just enough to growl, “Don’t you dare come.” Then I give her clit a sharp slap.
I stare at her spread pussy, loving that I’m the only one who gets to see her like this.
It’s only when her jagged breathing returns to normal and she stops squirming that I ask, “Have you calmed down enough for me to continue fucking you?”
“Yes.”
“Such a good girl.” I spear the velvety softness of my tongue deep inside her again. “This sweet little pussy deserves so much love and I’m going to give it all to you.”
I lift my head to meet her dazed eyes. She looks as if she’s in the midst of a fever dream. Unable to hold off another moment, I straighten, needing to give both of us what we’re so desperate for. With my hand wrapped around my thick length, I smack the engorged tip against her clit.
Once.
Twice.
Three times until her spine arches off the bed.
“Please, Ford,” she sobs. “Now.”
I’m so damn close to splintering apart, but I refuse to allow it to happen. This isn’t going to be like all the other times when I’ve blown my load way too soon. I’m going to take this nice and slow so I can torture the hell out of her.
Out of myself as well.
I tip fuck her for a few more minutes, giving her no more than an inch or so. When I finally slide all the way inside, her greedy muscles contract around me. I can’t help but pause and stare down at her. The sexy sight of her pinned to the mattress by my cock makes me want to slam into her tight heat and fuck her into oblivion.
I grit my teeth. It requires every ounce of self-restraint not to let my baser instincts take over. I’m almost out of my mind with the need to fuck.
As I force myself to pull out before sliding deep inside again, her pussy spasms. There’s nothing more I can do other than follow her over the edge. Instead of covering her mouth to muffle her screams, the sweet sounds of her release fill the room.
And probably the apartment.
Maybe even the building.
But I don’t give a damn.
It’s.
The.
Best.
Fucking.
Sound.
In.
The.
World.
She sobs out my name, chanting it over and over like a mantra. And that’s exactly what I want to be to her.
A mantra.
Her mantra.
The way she comes undone only makes my release even more intense. I’m almost dizzy with it as stars dance behind my eyelids. By the time I collapse on top of her, we’re both breathing hard. Her arms entwine around my neck to hold me close.
There’s no other place I’d rather be.
“You know,” I say, when I’m finally able to catch my breath. “We should probably buy Juliette a better pair of noise cancelling headphones. Apparently, hers aren’t cutting it. And let me tell you what, pretty girl,” I say with a wide smile. “She’s going to need them.”
Carina groans before burying her face in her hands.
Yeah…it’s a little too late for that.
Chapter Thirty-One
Carina
I slide into a parking spot at Taco Loco and cut the engine before checking my makeup in the visor mirror. My face is glowing and there’s a sparkle in my eyes.
One that says I’ve been freshly fucked.
And the look isn’t wrong.
After class this morning, Ford and I headed back to the apartment. I had a hard time keeping my hands off him. We had to stop ourselves from tearing off each other’s clothes and doing it in the elevator.
It was tempting.
Oh, so tempting.
I don’t know what it is about the man but whenever we’re around each other, I find myself flat on my back. Or on all fours with my ass in the air.
Who would have suspected that Ford would turn out to be such a freak in the sheets?
And who would have guessed it’d turn me on so damn much?
The worst is when we’re in class and he’ll lean over and whisper all the dirty things he has in store for me. My panties will flood with heat and it’s the only thing I can focus on for the rest of the hour.
And the big jerk knows it.
Does it on purpose.
Somehow, he’s managed to find all my buttons and now that he has, he presses them every chance he gets. No one has ever figured me out so quickly and pieced it all together.
If he were so inclined, he could write a user manual for my body.
The man has uncovered things I had no idea existed.
It’s official. I’m addicted.