Total pages in book: 156
Estimated words: 158829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 794(@200wpm)___ 635(@250wpm)___ 529(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 158829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 794(@200wpm)___ 635(@250wpm)___ 529(@300wpm)
My fingers thread her hair, obsession vibrating in my bones.
Piper tries to pull away with a rasping moan, but I grab her head, keeping it pinned to mine.
“Stay. Enjoy the sunset with me,” I whisper, loving the heat of her forehead on mine.
For the next minute, we’re all torrid kisses, willing prisoners to the hot need erupting out of us.
I’m not expecting it when she says, “Will you take me home?”
“Home?” I pull back, searching her eyes.
What the fuck? Did I freak her out?
She shakes her head. “Y-your place, I mean. Sorry.”
She called my place home?
Shit.
I want her right here. Right now. Right on this boat.
If we didn’t have a small crew, I’d already have her stripped on the deck of this ship, taking her beneath the evening light and emerging stars.
If she wants to go home, though, that’s one of the few things I can give her.
She steps closer again, laying a firm hand on my chest.
I grip her wrist, guiding her down, loving how every touch ignites my skin, even through these clothes.
“We’ll head for home once you feel what you’re missing here,” I whisper, leading her to a quiet place at the back of the ship.
And I let her worship me in the cool, dying embers of sunlight.
Her hair glows like treasure, but it’s her eyes that rip me open, more hypnotic than I’ve ever seen when they catch the light.
“Goddammit, Pippa,” I say, my eyes still burning into hers as her hands glide lower, fumbling with my belt.
She’s wearing too much, even if that mischievous smile feels completely naked.
Her hand trails down my stomach, my waist, dipping below my beltline.
My head rolls back a second before it happens, the tension pulling my body like a bow.
She cups the bulge in my shorts, staring up at me with those round gleaming eyes and full lips made for sin.
“I think you want to go home too,” she whispers.
“Bullshit.” I grab her hand, pressing it harder against my cock. “I want you to suck me off right the fuck here before we’re docked.”
Her eyes ignite with delight. The redness on her face renders her speechless.
Not motionless, thank fuck.
Not too shy to listen and obey as her knees thud softly against the polished deck.
I feel like I’m leaving my body and looking down on the scene as her little hands work at my fly, my belt, pulling my pants open and lifting my cock toward her—
“Sunshine!” It comes out like a curse when my swollen head disappears in her mouth.
I should hate that she struggles to even get a third of the way down my length, but I’m a sick, sick man.
No, I enjoy her struggle, watching this mouth that’s tortured me a thousand times suddenly so fucking full of me she can barely breathe.
I have to hold back so I don’t hurt her.
My hips grind as she sucks me, teasing her tongue under my head, pumping the base of my shaft while her free hand slips into mine.
I squeeze her fingers so hard I’m afraid she’ll break.
“Damn, little girl. Piper, goddamn. You keep that up, and I’ll—”
My voice chokes off as her tongue finds my sweet spot.
The way those flaming green eyes stare up at me turns me to stone.
There are no words here.
The world shrinks into an angel doing her damnedest to rob my balls dry.
Just her searing lips.
Just her soft skin.
Just her muffled, tiny moans as she bobs, gagging on me.
Fucking shit!
I can’t.
I can’t last another red minute, and when my hips jerk in warning and a vicious growl explodes up my throat, my spine detonates.
“Pippa!”
My cock swells and shoots its first rope.
Her eyes roll back as hard as mine when I start coming down her throat. I’m surprised she lasts for more than a second before she has to let go, her little fist still pumping my length.
I grab my dick and finish all over her, grinding my teeth, hellbent on marking her face with my come.
I’m so fucking undone, delirious, coming for what feels like forever.
Her head tilts back like she’s receiving an offering, lips pursed and eyes closed, her face fucking painted by the end.
“Hold on,” I whisper when I’m done, slamming a hand on the wall next to me for support. “Hold on and I’ll clean you up.”
I need a solid minute before I can move, enjoying my work and the absolute adoration on her face as she wears me.
I’m glad as hell there’s a clean towel nearby in a trunk, and I bring it back as I stuff my cock back in my pants, then set to work cleaning her.
She’s still licking her lips like the minx she is when we sit on the bench again. I throw an arm around her as I hit the intercom to tell the captain to take us home.