Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58051 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58051 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
“You ain’t seen nothing yet, babe.” He crawled up my body and shoved my dress up as he went. “I want you Bella. No that’s not quite right, the truth is that I fucking need you. I need to be buried in this fire and I need it now,” he growled and slipped one finger, and then two into the depths of me. “So wet. So hot.”
He was so dirty. So naughty and I found it irresistible. “I’m right here Derek. Hot and wet. And ready. For you.”
He stood between my legs and smiled down at me as he shoved his jeans and boxers down to his ankles, his erection jutted out beautiful and thick, long and greedy. “Fuck you are so beautiful, Bella.”
“Show me,” I whispered.
Derek settled between my thighs and lined our bodies up perfectly. His thick, blunt-tipped edge slid slowly into my entrance, and I arched into him with a smile. He was thick, or maybe it had really been too long, but I felt full to bursting in the best possible way. “So. Tight.”
There was something about the way he gritted his teeth that unleashed my feminine pride and I clenched my muscles to pulse around him. His hips bucked unconsciously and he sank even deeper. “Mm, yes.”
We came together and it was fast, almost frenetic, like horny teenagers too eager to get it on in the back of their parents’ truck before they were found. It was exactly that feeling, and it was absolutely perfect. No, it was better than perfect, because I wasn’t some lost girl who thought she was in love and giving her body for that reason. No, I was here because Derek was hot and funny and charming, and because I liked him.
Because this was inevitable.
It was aligned in the stars, probably destined to happen if for no other reason than for me to purge my demons, for Derek to exercise his own, or maybe it was just a night of erotic fun. Of pleasure for pleasure’s sake.
His hips moved faster, sank deeper within me, his mouth sucked at my lips hungrily, and despite the cool night air, we were slick with the sweat of exertion. His hips pumped and mine moved to match him, my teeth nipped his shoulder and the muscles in his neck while his mouth teased my nipples until I thought I might explode on the spot. “Bella,” he growled. “Come for me babe, I need to feel you pulsing around my cock.”
“So dirty,” I panted. “I think I like it.” My legs tightened around his waist and his blue eyes looked down at me in satisfied pleasure.
“You do like it,” he shot back and thrust harder, as if he was on a mission. A mission to give me as much pleasure as I could stand.
“I do,” I agreed and bit his bottom lip with a groan.
“Good.” His mouth found my breast again, teasing my nipple as his thrusts grew in intensity and his fingers massaged my clit, and then I was falling apart. My body convulsed and shook, clamping tight around his thick invasion as pleasure swamped me. I held on tight and let my eyes close even though I so badly wanted to see what Derek looked like with his face twisted in ecstasy. “Look at me Bella.”
My eyes flew open and I saw his clenched jaw, his nostrils flared and his eyes darkened as he froze within me, and then his body shook and jerked as pleasure took over. “Beautiful.” The word came out unbidden, but it was all I could think of as I watched Derek find his pleasure with me.
“Oh fuck, Bella. Fuck!” His hips thrust and bucked one last time before he collapsed on top of me. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be,” I whispered. “You feel good. Hard and warm.”
He grinned and thrust his hips again. “You Bella, are perfect. Just perfect.” His lips kissed every inch of skin he could touch with us still connected, and I relished every little fire his mouth had started. “These tits,” he growled. “This soft skin.”
“Derek,” I purred.
He rolled off to the side and pulled me flush against his chest. “That was better than I imagined.”
I looked up with surprise. “You imagined…this?”
He nodded. “Plenty of times, more since I’ve been back. Mostly in the shower,” he said and winked. “Fantasy version of you gives a hell of a blow job.”
I laughed at his crude words, but the image he painted sent another rush of desire through me. “Yeah?”
“Oh yeah.”
I pushed away and laughed again. “If you’re a good boy, you might get to see what the real me can do with this mouth.”
He groaned and tugged me closer, kissing me until I was breathless and ready for him again.
Right there under the stairs.
Chapter 22
Derek
I stared at the fridge in disbelief. It was completely empty. No milk or eggs, no juice, not even one damn slice of bread. I needed to go to the grocery store or risk starving to death. I smiled, I wouldn’t starve, not living next door to a beautiful woman who grew food for a living.