Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 112839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
"Oh, God," I chant, barely aware of him unlatching my hands and kneeling before me.
"All fucking mine," he rumbles, pressing my limp body to his.
"Mmhmm," is the only response I can muster.
Since the instant we walked into this bungalow, he's repeated the sentiment. For two days, he's had an insatiable hunger that leads to the same declaration.
He lays me back, gently guiding himself inside.
"So fucking wet, so hot," he groans, his eyes shimmering. "And mine."
There it is again.
"I think we've established that." Words finally come back to me and I wave my hand in his face.
He dips down, placing his lips on my wedding set. The diamonds sparkle, casting glittery reflections in the sunlight. I'd like to think I was pretty composed on our wedding day, but when the preacher asked for the rings and Pierce handed him my band, I reacted like a fool.
It wasn't enough that I hissed loud enough for everyone in the church to hear. Or that I let out a small shriek of surprise. It was when I wobbled and he had to wrap his arm around my waist to keep me standing that all our guests got a good laugh.
I was trembling so hard it took both of us to slip my ring on his finger. He smiled at me with that wicked and cocky grin, knowing he'd gotten the reaction he wanted.
Now, he runs his lips over the rings with a new purpose. His hips move slowly, his eyes staying locked with mine. I hook my ankles around his waist, arching into him, savoring the feeling of him gliding back and forth.
I thrust upward, clenching down at the same time, and lose his gaze as he throws his head back on a groan. "Baby, shit. Your fucking pussy is sucking me deep."
I take advantage of his distracted state, drop my feet to the bed, and turn us. "That's the point. You're not the only one who gets to have all the fun."
His gaze grows molten as it drifts over me. "Best view in the world is seeing you on top, riding my dick."
Tingling sensations ripple through my body at the raw, unfiltered hunger in his tone. I reach behind, cupping his balls.
His muscles clench at the same time he hisses through his teeth. "Not a good idea."
"You've teased me all morning."
"You came twice on my tongue. How's that teasing?" His voice is strained as I increase pressure.
"Like I said, you're not the only one who gets all the fun." My free hand moves between us, my thumb circling the base of his shaft.
His animalistic groan sounds around the room, encouraging my inner vixen to continue. His hands go to my thighs and his jaw ticks as he struggles for control. I take the few seconds before he pounces to admire him laid out before me. The overgrown beard on his face is nothing short of exquisite against his tan skin. His blue eyes are clouded with passion and lust as I slowly swivel my hips. The way he licks his lips right before he drives upward.
It's a losing battle, but oh so fun to keep him on the wire.
"Five seconds, you have five seconds."
I increase my rocking, angling my hips to take him deeper, and caress his balls once more before I'm flying to my back and reaching for him. He kneels between my legs and thrusts urgently.
He's merciless, going deeper than possible until I can't take anymore. My entire body spasms as I arch back and shout his name. He is with me, his mouth going to the tendon on my neck as he stills, convulsing inside me.
My brain short circuits and I hold on to him for dear life, needing to feel his hard body covering mine.
"Swore to myself I would take my time this morning. Worship this body." He braces on his elbows above my shoulders, keeping the weight from crushing me.
"Sweetie." I loosen my clutch around him. "You worship me all the time."
"This is different."
"Your determination has made you a caveman." My hand moves to sift through his hair and brings his face to mine. "We are leaving this room today, aren't we?"
"Yes, in about thirty minutes, I plan on fucking you on the verandah." He twists his head to our private patio with a pool overlooking the Caribbean ocean.
I turn to see the view we've enjoyed the last few days and burst into giggles. "We are leaving this room today."
"Tried that once. Nope, not interested in doing it again," he grumbles, his gaze going dark.
I know he's remembering the young man who flirted with me while we were checking in. His flattery ended quickly. "Not only are you a caveman, you're also a bully. He was harmless. It's his job to be charming to the clientele. I'm sure he got the message when you growled like a dog loud enough for everyone to hear."