Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 70458 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70458 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
I spread my legs a little bit wider, allowing him a bit better access, and then I was shoving up his shirt so that my hands could touch his bare skin.
Of course, the first thing that I encountered were abs. Abs for days, actually.
He hissed when my cool hands met his overheated skin—overheated skin that was obviously unaffected by his sopping wet shirt like my skin was.
Then I wasn’t thinking about anything anymore other than the way his entire hand now covered the length of my pussy.
He slowly worked his finger over my clit over the top of my panties, causing me to squirm and my knees to feel weak.
When he felt me waver, his free hand curled around my body and held me tight to him while he continued to plunder my mouth.
When he finally pulled away, sex and heat and excitement in his eyes, I knew that by night’s end, I would no longer be a virgin.
The only question was, should I tell him that I was beforehand, or just let him figure it out on his own?
Hell, maybe he wouldn’t even be able to tell. Maybe he would be able to slide right in without a problem. I mean, it wasn’t like I didn’t use vibrators or anything. So some things had been shoved in there before him. He would just be the first real, live penis. I knew that my dildos were molded from a real specimen, but that was as close as I’d been to having the real one inside my body.
“Your eyes are dilated,” he murmured, bending down to nip at my mouth with his teeth. “Why do you have such a serious expression on your face?”
I bit my lip, trying to figure out whether my news would make him hotter for me, or turn him off to the point where he would no longer touch me.
And in the end, I had the decision taken from me when he didn’t wait for my answer.
His mouth came back down to mine as his hand came out of my pants, but just as quickly as it was gone, it was back again. This time underneath my panties.
I gasped into his mouth, and he took advantage by plunging his tongue to mine, sexily and lazily dragging his tongue along my own.
I groaned into his mouth when his fingers sifted through my pubic hair, then parted my sex.
His middle finger trailed through my wetness, ghosting over my clit to zero in straight on my entrance.
My nipples pebbled when I dragged them across his broad chest, and he growled and pulled away, both of us once again gasping for breath.
“How many times do you think I could make you come by just doing this?” he teased, lazily dragging his wet lips down the column of my throat.
I licked my lips, biting my tongue as he nibbled on my collarbone.
I was thinking of an answer that wouldn’t be ‘fuck me right now’ when he plunged his middle finger into my pussy.
I gasped, body arching, as he dipped it in all the way to the webbing of his fingers.
I was so wet for him that there was no resistance at all.
Something which he was highly turned on by if the growl of ‘Jesus Christ’ was anything to go by.
“There are times,” he said as he pumped his finger a couple of times inside of me. “That I’ve dreamed about how you would feel. But nothing could do the real thing justice.”
I pulled away from him slightly, only enough that we weren’t pressed together completely, and shucked my shirt off over my head in one smooth motion.
Dropping it to the floor beside our feet, I reached for the hem of his.
His eyes went hot when I started to drag the wet fabric up the length of his chest, exposing more and more of the flesh that I’d been thinking about since the interview the other day.
When he’d taken his clothes off, I’d almost spontaneously combusted right there in front of thirteen men.
When I’d gotten home, I’d masturbated twice in the shower, stunned breathless with how easy it was to come at just the thought of him.
But now that I was exposing more of him to my gaze, I realized why.
Louis was just that freakin’ sexy.
Like, I’m talking, every woman’s fantasy come to life, sexy.
“Take it off,” he growled.
I grinned with his shirt right above his pecs, then leaned forward and swiped my tongue over one hardened nipple.
He cursed and curled his finger inside of me, eliciting a gasp from me.
“Do it again,” he ordered, pulling his finger out only to return to my pussy with two.
I groaned and leaned forward, practically leaking onto his hand, and did the same thing all over again, only this time I came back and nibbled on him.