Lyrics of a Small Town Read Online Abbi Glines

Categories Genre: College, Contemporary, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 86972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
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I inhaled loudly and Saul moved over me his hands, grabbing my waist and pushing me back farther onto his bed. The sundress was gone now and he was over me. His hands flat on the bed on either side of my head. “I have never wanted something so damn sweet this bad in my life,” he said to me, then his mouth came down and he bit my nipple just sharp enough to cause me to cry out before his mouth moved to my neck.

He took a small bite of my earlobe and his heavy breathing near my ear caused me to shiver. “Can I fuck you?” he whispered and I began to tremble. His tongue then traced my ear and I felt his hand slid down my stomach and inside the silk of my panties.

When his finger slid inside of me, I grabbed at his biceps and jerked against him. Never had my body been so responsive with just words. The way he said it and the things he said had me craving him, this, in a way that had to be unnatural. Just like him there was a darkness to it that called to me. I ached for it.

As he began to slid his middle finger in and out of my dampness, he moved back to my ear. “Can I?” he repeated.

I was sure if he didn’t I would die from the need. I managed to nod my head as my nails sank into his thick corded arms.

Saul kissed my neck then and growled low in his throat as he moved his way down between my breasts then to my stomach. With his free hand, he reached for the back of his shirt and jerked it off then tossed it away. His perfectly sculpted chest and arms were on full display and made the yearning inside me become even more fierce.

He bent his head and pressed a kiss to my stomach. Then with both hands, he pulled off my panties and grabbed my thighs roughly, opening my legs. If I wasn’t so turned on, I was sure this moment would have sent me into a panic. I had never been so exposed before yet the way Saul was looking at me made everything okay.

When he moved until his head was between my legs and the first flick of his tongue touched me, I was sure that nothing in heaven could be this good. I had never done this or had this done to me. I knew about it, of course. I read a lot of books. It was just not something I had experienced.

Saul began to lick and with each move of his tongue, I was sure I would never be the same. He was changing it all for me. One of my hands held his head there as my fingers were tangled in his curls. The other was grabbing onto the quilt beneath me for support. I cried out his name as he began to suck the sensitive nub that felt as if every nerve ending in my body was connected to that one spot.

I was so close to exploding with an orgasm when he stopped, stood up, removed something from his pocket then took off his shorts and tossed them aside. He opened the small package in his hand and rolled a condom down over his hard length then crawled back over me, moving my right leg out and opening it farther with his knee as he did so.

I stared up into his eyes, panting from my deliriously crazed desire. Maybe later I would feel guilt for the way my body was reacting to him, but I couldn’t see how. This was a euphoria that I would never regret.

Saul lowered himself and when I felt the hard tip press against me, I was ready to beg him. His gaze was locked on mine. I stared up at him very close to begging him.

When he finally pushed inside me, I cried out in relief and with pleasure.

“Holy fuck,” he said as he stilled once he was fully inside. He lowered his forehead to mine. “Christ, Henley, you’re so fuckin tight.”

He moved then and I whimpered, unable to say words. He groaned as he rocked his hips and I clawed at his back as the release I knew was coming began building again inside me. I didn’t know what I was saying or if it was even words. I cried out Saul’s name and possibly begged him for more. I couldn’t be sure. I was lost in the experience.

“So fucking wet,” he said once. He made his own noises as we began to get more frantic.

“SAUL!” His name tore from me as I finally shattered into a million beautiful pieces.

“That’s it,” he said on a groan. “Come for me, baby.” Then he shouted as he pumped into me several times before he stilled and then moved off of me, taking my body in his arms and pulling me with him.


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