Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36646 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36646 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Next thing I knew, Mike was laying me on the bed and following me down. He covered my body with his bigger one and the weight of him was… sublime!
Moaning and rubbing myself against him wasn’t even something I tried to prevent. At this point, there was no use denying either of us. He wanted me and I Goddamned sure wanted him.
With a resigned sigh, I pulled his shirt from his pants and found his skin with my fingertips. The hollows and valleys that played over his skin were sexy as fuck. I wasn’t certain I’d ever seen a man as muscular and strong as Mike. He moved with fluid grace but had raw strength and power in his body that was ambrosia to a woman like me. He was powerful without smothering me. I could quickly tell this was going to be a relationship where I might control things in the real world, but in the bedroom, Mike would be firmly in charge. The surprising thing was, I found not only didn’t mind, I might even prefer it.
It wasn’t long before we’d managed to rid each other of our shirts. My bra followed, and Mike cupped one breast in his hand, his thumb feathering over my nipple in maddening caresses.
“You’re beautiful, Mama Tiger. So fucking beautiful and responsive.” As if to punctuate his statement, he twisted my nipple in a teasing caress and I cried out. Not in pain, but the most exquisite pleasure. “Let me have you.” His growl sent shivers through my body. As I clung to him, I panted, trying to get my mind straight when his scent muddled any coherent thought I might have tried to hang on to. All I wanted was what Mike was doing to me. Giving me pleasure I’d never imagined existed.
When he kissed his way down my neck to my chest and took a nipple between his lips, I was gone. With a sharp cry, I wrapped my legs around his waist and ground my pussy against his very hard cock. Our jeans might have separated us, but I took what I wanted just the same.
“That’s it, Mama Tiger. Take what you need. Take it from me and come.” He hissed the command as he looked up at me from my breasts. His dark eyes and intense gaze pushed me over the edge from reality to some place I’d never been. It felt like a detonation inside me. A bomb searing me from the inside out in immeasurable pleasure. And still, I needed more.
“Mike!” I screamed his name as he unwound my legs from his waist and quickly moved down my body. He sat back and unfastened my pants before tugging them down my hips and thighs in snappish movements until he flung them and my panties to the floor.
“You want to take me inside you?” He lifted an eyebrow as he shoved his pants over his own hips and fisted his cock. “You want me to fuck you?”
“Yes! Oh, God! Please Mike! Please!”
With a grunt and a shove of his hips, Mike sank inside me in one smooth stroke. Again, I screamed, another orgasm overtaking me almost immediately. He was thick and pulsing inside me, and I thought he cried out with me.
It took several seconds to realize he was holding himself deep inside me but not moving. I shook my head, trying to think. Shouldn’t he be moving? I was pretty sure…
“Mike?”
“Hush, Mama Tiger. Hush…” He kissed my lips. It was then I realized he was sweating, his breath sawing in and out of his lungs in a ragged pant. “Just hold still a moment, honey.”
Hold still? What the fuck was he talking about? I didn’t want to hold still. “Fuck me!” My demand was like steel. I met his gaze with my own, hoping he could see the determination and need to have him give me what I wanted.
“Is that what you need?”
“Yes!”
The next instant, he rode me hard, looking straight into my eyes as he took me ruthlessly. Breath exploded out of my lungs with each surge forward. I hung on tightly, gasping with each time his cock slammed home.
“Come, Josephine.” His hoarse whisper was a harsh command I was helpless to resist. The second the words were out of his mouth, I obeyed. My screams were as loud as his shouts. As I clamped down around him, I felt his hot seed shooting inside me and something settled in my chest. My breathing was fast and deep, like I’d run a race, but I felt at peace. Like the interlude we’d just shared was an integral part of my life. I felt… complete.
“You good, Mama Tiger?”
“Why do you call me that?” I was good, but I wasn’t ready to admit it to him yet.
“Because that’s what you are. A mama tiger protecting the cubs she sees as hers.”