Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 82756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“Please. Do it.” I wiggled my ass, encouraging him to try for a fourth, but he stayed my motions with his free hand.
“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves…” He licked his lips, but the desire was readily apparent in his heated gaze. Gently, very gently, he splayed his three fingers, working me more open. “Think you could take four?”
“Yes. Please.” I made a needy noise that wasn’t entirely human. And hell, with him looking at me with that much wonder, I could climb the damn Himalayas. “For you. Could take all of them.”
“Fuck.” He cursed like I was tempting the last of his control but then lightly slapped my ass. “If you’re very, very good, I’ll read up on fisting techniques and safety.”
I gave a pained chuckle. “Only you could make kinky research sound so damn sexy.”
“Because it is.” Holden’s eyes sparkled. “Research, then I’ll truss you all up. Frog tie, maybe. Sit next to you on the bed, make you take my hand.”
“Holden.” I did my level best to get him to give me that fourth finger, so close to climaxing that precome was rolling down my tip. And the evil bastard had the gall to chuckle, dipping his head to lick across my cockhead.
“Don’t come.” He grinned wolfishly. “You wanted a ride, right?”
“Now.” My voice was pure whine, but fuck if I cared.
“So demanding.” Removing his fingers, he guided me back and down with his other hand. “Slow.”
“Yes. Yes.” My head fell back as he filled me, a thick and overwhelming pressure, exactly how I liked it. “Fuck. Even better than fingers.”
“Well, my dick agrees.” Holden’s laugh had a strained edge as he let me set my rhythm.
Wanting to snap his control again, I put a foot on the floor, bracing myself with a hand on the back of the couch, riding him hard and fast. He slowed me with his hands on my hips, so I responded by working my inner muscles, tensing on the upstroke, loving his answering curse.
“Holy fuck. Where do you get these tricks?”
“Maybe you’re not the only one who can do research.” I preened simply to get another chuckle from him.
“As long as I’m the only one you practice with,” he growled.
“Always.” I dipped my head to claim a soft kiss. “Always. I’m yours.”
“Mine.” He tapped my heart, then his own. “Mine.”
“I love you.” The words sprung from my chest, as much a surprise as the feeling itself, and awe laced my tone. I’d said it earlier, but it felt way more real this way, joined together, bodies and hearts both. “Never thought…never knew…never expected you.”
“Yeah, well, I didn’t exactly expect you either, baby.”
“Hot-headed speed demon.” I rolled my eyes, flashing back to that first day. God, how entirely I’d misjudged him. Thank God, he’d kept hammering at my resistance until he won me over because I wouldn’t trade a minute of the last few weeks.
“Salty old dive master.” He kissed me back firmly. “I love you, Cal. Every cranky, prickly inch of you.”
“Thank you.” Gratitude came in waves, along with pleasure. Grateful for him. Grateful for this body. Grateful for how he filled me, for the sensations, for being right here to experience it all. I rode him harder, faster, hand tensing on the back of the couch, pushing against it so the pressure on my gland was much more intense. “Fuck. Might…wanna come.”
“Then come.” Holden didn’t reach for my cock.
“Please.” A frustrated noise escaped my throat.
“You’re the one with the bag of tricks,” he chided lightly. “Come on. Try to get yourself off. Come.”
“Hold me tighter,” I begged as I moved more urgently.
“I will. I’ll never stop holding you,” he promised, his expression so intent his features might as well be etched on granite. “Always.”
His mouth twitched, cock going harder inside me, back stiffening, and that was it, the sight of him holding back climax. Boom. Done.
“Coming,” I gasped, spurting between us like a hose, completely untouched, just coming and coming in huge waves that left me shuddering and shaking in his arms.
“Oh fuck.” Holden thrust up to meet me. Once, twice, then he too was coming with a shout.
“Wow.” Making a happy sound, I petted his shoulder as he trembled. I could feel him inside me, hard and slippery, and fuck if that wasn’t the sexiest damn thing, knowing he’d come inside me. “Wow.”
“Me too.” He held me close against his chest. “And God damn, you were amazing, coming like that.”
“I know.” Shaking my head, I chuckled. “I had no idea that was a thing.”
“Coming hands-free? Can’t say if I’ve seen it outside of porn, but damn, it was hot.”
“You’re hot.” I brushed a kiss along his stubbly jaw. “And dinner’s cold.”
“Stay.” He gripped me securely, sealing us together, him still inside me. “Stay a little longer. We’ll microwave the dinner. Right now, I just want you.”