Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 86199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
When it comes down to it, I want her addicted to my touch.
I want her in as deep as I am, with no way to get free.
I don’t even want her thinking about it.
The need to see her golden strands all long and loose thrums through me. It’s carefully that I pull the tie from her hair until the thick mass tumbles around her shoulders and down her back.
Only then do my fingers slip around her ribcage to unclasp the clasp of her bra. A few seconds of fumbling has it snapping apart. The thin straps slide down her arms until the sheer cups fall away from her breasts.
A groan works its way up my throat. “Fuck, but you’re beautiful.”
Unable to resist, I play with the stiff peaks before drawing one inside my mouth and then the other.
When another whimper escapes from her, I drop to my knees, dragging both the leggings and panties down her hips and thighs until the material puddles around her ankles. Her hands brace against my shoulders as she lifts one leg before doing the same with the other so I can strip the cotton away until she’s totally bare.
Her palms drift to my cheeks as I stare up at her. With her long, golden hair floating around her shoulders, she looks like an angel dropped from heaven. I could stare at her like this for hours.
My hands slide around her slender hips before pulling her forward until I can bury my nose against the V between her legs and inhale a deep breath, drawing her sweetness into my lungs. I’ve had my fair share of pussy, but none of them have ever affected me like this.
The small taste I had at the library has only whetted my appetite for more.
I’ve never been so hungry for a woman.
I knead her ass cheeks with my palms, loving the feel of her firm flesh in my hands, as I inhale her sweet scent for a second time. Her fingers tunnel through my hair as my tongue delves between her thighs to lick her. I’ve barely touched this girl and she’s already drenched.
She’s so fucking needy.
Greedy.
And I love it.
Get off on it.
I continue eating at her, nibbling at her soft flesh along with her clit. The whimpers that I’m able to tease from her are music to my ears.
Only wanting to get closer, I lift one leg over my shoulder, opening her up wide so I can lick every fucking inch. The more I play with her, the more soaked she becomes.
I drag my tongue over her slit from the top of her mound to the bottom and then back up again before dipping inside. Her fingers tighten in my hair to the point of pain, but it’s exactly what’s needed to keep me grounded in this moment.
There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than between her legs, giving her as much pleasure as possible. When her muscles tighten, I know she’s close to finding her release. Instead of pushing her over the edge the way every instinct within me demands, I press a kiss against her swollen lips and rise to my feet.
A gasp escapes from her as her eyes widen. “I thought you were going to…”
Her words come out sounding garbled and breathless, desperation dripping from every syllable.
I smirk. “Oh, I know exactly what you thought, sunshine.”
As soon as I lift her to my chest, her arms tangle around my neck and her legs lock around my waist.
When she grinds her pelvis against my sweatshirt as if her life depends on it, I growl, “You get yourself off before I have a chance to get inside you and I’m going to smack that delectable ass. Understand?”
A puff of frustration escapes from her.
There’s something ridiculously sexy about how wound up she is.
Not to mention, she’s completely naked while I’m fully clothed.
With our mouths fused, I lay her on the mattress before straightening to my full height. The way she wriggles around makes my cock unbearably hard. Any moment, I’ll unload in my jeans.
And just like I refuse to allow her to come until I’ve teased and tortured her, I won’t allow that to happen either.
I drag the sweatshirt and T-shirt over my head before tossing them to the floor. The thick denim is the next article of clothing that’s removed in record speed, until I’m as naked as she is.
The way her heavy-lidded eyes roam over my chest and abdominals before settling on my dick feels more like a physical caress. One I’ll never get enough of.
“Please.” The word sounds as if it’s been wrung from her body.
Instead of touching her, my hand drops to my erection until my fingers can tighten around the thick length before I slide it from the tip to the root and then back again.