Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
I groan, driving my hips up into her, but she lifts suddenly.
“This won’t be sensual,” she swears rapidly. “It won’t be sweet or soft or some sort of cathartic moment. We fuck, we fall asleep, and we forget about it tomorrow.”
I scoff, eyes closing as I grind into her again. “You’re soaking through my pants. Free me. Let me in.”
“Roman.”
My eyes snap open, challenging.
I heard her, and I don’t agree to the terms, so I wrap my hands around her body and thrust up into her, making her gasp at the feel of me before dipping one hand down to spring my dick.
“I hear you, beautiful. You want to strip me of years of longing so you don’t have to admit you’ve felt it too.”
She frowns, and I pretty much destroy my zipper, yanking myself free and giving the base a good squeeze before letting go and lifting her, aligning it with her entrance.
“You want to be fucked. You want to scream when you come, and you want to feel nothing but that biting bit of pleasure. You want to drip down my cock until I’m soaked in you, and you want—”
She drops down on my dick, those brown eyes wild and wanting, and we both moan on contact.
Me. You want me.
Noel doesn’t play coy. Doesn’t shy away.
She rocks, long and deep rolls of her hips, grinding her clit into me as I push her shoulders down, driving myself deeper into her heat.
Her gaze is locked on mine, holding as her back begins to bow, her mouth making a sexy little ‘O’ shape, so sweet, I can’t resist slipping my thumb inside.
She moans, sucking around it, licking the tip of my finger and taking it deeper as she clenches around me.
“You’re thinking about my cock between your lips, aren’t you?” I keep our pace, every fucking part of me fascinated by her. Dying to take her slow and steady, to fuck her so deep that I reach the block in her mind that keeps her from giving herself to me fully when I know she wants to. But I’ll be what she needs before I take what I want. “I’ll allow it, if you say please.”
She cries out, her head falling back farther, forcing her to take her eyes from mine, and my finger pops from her lips. “If I got on my knees for you, you’d be the one begging.”
“I wouldn’t have to, Kitten.” I drag my finger down, the cool of the leather still locked around my right wrist, drawing a shiver from her as I drag a trail of her saliva along her throat and chest, where I then grab her left breast, swiftly closing my lips around the rosy peak. “You’ve been dying to take me in your mouth, just as much as I’ve been dying to slide inside it. To watch you gag around me, but if you asked me to beg… know, I would.”
I bite down and her pussy clamps down.
“Your walls are squeezing me, over and over.” I move to the other nipple, flicking it with my tongue. “Are you going to come already?”
“Mmm… yes.”
I flip her over, pressing her knees high against her sides, and drive my cock back inside her.
She gasps, her back flying from the comforter as she digs her heels into the mattress. Lifting her hips into me. “God, yes. Deeper.”
I pull out and she whines, her head snapping up, eyes frenzied and nearly black as she licks along her lower lip, watching me crawl down her body until my mouth hovers over her clit.
She begs with a second whine, hips seeking my salvation, but I only flick her with the tip of my tongue.
“Roman,” she growls.
“Moan it,” I tell her, lowering and sucking her lips into my mouth. “Moan my name.”
Her gaze narrows, but her mouth parts, body shaking.
I close around her clit, rolling my tongue along it, and suck hard.
She jerks, nipples sharp like diamonds begging to be touched, so I give them what they want.
I’ll give all of her whatever the fuck it wants.
With my free hand, I slowly glide two fingers into her pussy, and she shakes, thighs clamping around my ears like pillows. I have to let go of her clit for a quick kiss, and I swear her eyes close at the feeling.
And then I start fucking her again, hands and tongue working her over.
“So good,” she praises, fingers driving into my hair. “You feel so good.”
Say it, baby. Say my name.
I press my thumb over her hole, and she cries out, holding my mouth where she wants it while pressing back into the pressure of my thumb, the tip earning the slightest entrance.
“I want to take you here.” I lick around my thumb. “Tell me no one has?”
“Your cock. Please.”
Almost…
“Fuck, I need to come. Please.”