Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 83927 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83927 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“No,” I say and smirk as his face falls. “I said you could take me out for dinner. I’ve just had lunch and I’m in my pajamas.”
“What are we going to do until dinner time?” he asks, suggestively.
“Oh, I have a few ideas,” I tell him, leaning forward and pressing my lips to the sensitive skin on his neck.
He lets out a moan and presses himself into me so I can feel the hard, thick outline of his erection grinding against me. His hands wind down my body and grab my ass before effortlessly lifting me into his arms. Locking my legs around his waist, he kicks the door closed behind him and sails down the hallway, his lips fused to mine.
Chapter 14
Miller
We crash down onto Dani’s bed, her legs still locked around my waist as she grips my shirt and pulls it over my head. Her nails dig into my back with urgency, and with every little touch, she drives me wild with desire.
“God, I need you,” she pants between kisses.
My hands find the fabric of her shirt, and I shimmy it up between our bodies before pulling it over her head. I drop it to the ground and make quick work of her bra, needing to feel her skin beneath my fingers, needing to take those perfect nipples into my mouth. Tossing her bra aside, I pull back to take in her stunning body, only the desire is too much, and I lean down and suck her nipple into my mouth. She moans my name as she grinds against me, searching for relief, which I’m more than happy to give her.
Making my way down her body, I hook my fingers into the waistband of her pajama shorts and pull them down her toned legs, panties, and all, exposing her sweet cunt. Hunger fires through me, and I trail my fingers down her body and over her clit, watching the way her body jolts with anticipation. I keep going until I’m at her entrance and don’t hesitate as I plunge two fingers deep inside her, smirking as her body arches off the bed with my name on her lips.
I work her body, moving my fingers in and out of her, massaging her walls and using my thumb to press down on her clit, rubbing small circles as she squirms beneath me. I can’t wait any longer. I have to taste her.
Moving down her bed, I watch her suck in a breath, seeing the intention in my eyes, and as she moans, I dive right in, giving her exactly what she needs. My tongue flicks over her sensitive clit, once, twice, three times, and she reaches down, knotting her hands into my hair. “Oh, fuck. Miller,” she groans.
I give her exactly what she wants, nipping, sucking, licking as my fingers continue working her cunt. Her body arches off the bed, unable to keep still. She’s so fucking responsive. “Shit, I’m going to come,” she tells me, her grip tightening in my hair.
I grin against her but don’t dare stop. I need to taste her as she comes. Need to feel that sweet pussy spasming around my fingers.
Keeping her going, I watch as she throws her head back and comes hard for me, her legs locking around my head as her pussy convulses and spasms. I keep going, eating her sweet cunt until her high rocks through her body and she’s finally able to relax.
“Holy shit,” she pants as I make my way back up to her face, stopping to take her nipple into my mouth. I press my lips to hers, letting her taste herself, and she moans into my mouth as her hands slip between our bodies and begin undoing my belt.
Dani rids me of my pants in record time and frees my heavy cock, her fingers greedily curling around me and tightening at my base. She starts working her way up and down, her thumb roaming over my tip and making my body jolt with undeniable pleasure.
“Fuck, babe,” I groan as she presses her lips to the base of my neck, her tongue roaming over my skin and working its way up.
Her hand is like my fucking kryptonite. Scrap that, Dani is my kryptonite. As she works me, I reach down between us, slowly rubbing her clit before pushing my fingers back inside her. She groans and rocks her hips, asking for more, and damn it, I’m going to give it to her.
Needing to be inside her, I reach for my jeans and grab a condom. “No,” she says, and I raise my brow in question. “I want to feel you inside me. I’m on the pill,” she tells me, wrapping her legs around my waist to draw me back to her.
“You sure?” I ask.
“Yeah . . . I mean, as long as you’re comfortable with it and you’re not going to, you know, give me anything?” she cringes.