Total pages in book: 163
Estimated words: 164828 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 824(@200wpm)___ 659(@250wpm)___ 549(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 164828 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 824(@200wpm)___ 659(@250wpm)___ 549(@300wpm)
Virile.
He bends to lick me again, and I can’t wait any longer, I just want him inside of me. “Now.” I reach for him. “Nathan, get up here.”
His eyes close as he licks me, over and over—the pleasure so strong. He’s a master at this. I can’t stand it anymore. I reach for him.
“Now, Nathan. Please.”
I writhe beneath him, begging for him to fill me.
He crawls up my body and nestles in between my open legs. His cock slides through my wet flesh.
Electricity crackles in the air. I can feel it. This is something special.
“Fuck me,” I mouth.
Fire dances in his eyes. He reaches down and grabs the base of his cock.
He’s so different to anyone I’ve slept with before. His sexual power is so all consuming that it takes over. I can hardly breathe.
His dick slowly slides through my open sex, up and down, and we fall serious as we stare at each other and I run my fingers through his stubble. Ten long years, and it all comes down to this. The moment in time where we connect on a deeper level—his body inside of mine.
He repeats the movement, and my hips rise from the bed to meet him, my body chasing a deeper connection. I need this. Hurry.
He nudges forward, and the tip goes in. Ohh… a little burn.
Nathan’s dark eyes hold mine, watching for my reaction, and then he stops still.
“What is it?” I ask.
‘I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t, baby.” I smile as I kiss him. “I need you.”
“You’ll tell me to stop if I hurt you?”
“I promise.”
He pushes forward, and I’m driven into the mattress. Ah, okay, that burns.
“Big?” I wince.
“Small,” he whispers back.
Holding himself off me by resting on his elbows, he pushes forward and a searing burning sensation tears through my body as he slides in deep. My legs lift around his waist to try and ease the pressure. Fuckkkkk.
My man is big.
Ouch.
Thump, thump, thump, goes my heart. My senses are in overload and we stare at each other. He gives me a slow, sexy smile, and he circles his pelvis to try and stretch me out. He circles the other direction, and I frown as I get used to the sensation.
“Is that okay?” he asks before he takes my lips with his. He circles again in the other direction, and a wave of pleasure begins to heat my blood.
Unable to form a sentence, I nod as I slide my hands up his arms and over his broad shoulders.
He slowly slides out and then pushes himself back in. He repeats the delicious circular movement, and I feel a rush of moisture as my body relaxes around him. “That’s it, baby,” he breathes.
“Oh…” I whimper.
He kisses me again… passionately, perfectly, and my hands go to the back of his head as I pull him to me.
“Feels good,” I murmur against his lips. “So good.”
I glide my hands over his back and behind. I can feel the muscles contract as his body works mine.
I want more. I need more. I lift my legs. “Harder.”
He clenches his jaw and pulls back. His moves slowly get harder. I smile up at him in awe. Oh God, this is good.
He pulls his hips back and then he hits me hard. The air is knocked out of my lungs, and I wince.
“Oww,” I whimper.
“Sorry.” He frowns, as if he’s struggling to control himself. He slows the pace. “How’s that?” He pants, sweat beginning to bead on his brow.
I smile and reach to kiss his big beautiful lips. I couldn’t adore this man more than I do now. He’s so worried he’s hurting me.
My back arches off the bed. My body is now wet, supple… open for him.
We keep going and the bed begins to rock hard.
“That’s it,” I pant. “Oh, that’s good, Nathe. Give it to me… harder.”
His eyes darken as if he’s been waiting for those words. He lifts himself up on straightened arms, and he spreads his knees wide. He slams in hard, and the air leaves my body.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
The bed begins to hit the wall with force from his deep, punishing pumps, and I can do nothing but hang on as I see stars. The entire fucking universe of beautiful stars.
I can feel my orgasm building, and my body begins to quiver. Oh no, not yet.
Please, not yet.
Nathan’s eyes roll back in his head as he loses control.
“Eliza,” he moans. “You need to fucking come.” He lifts my leg up to his shoulder, and he turns and tenderly kisses my foot.
We stare at each other in a moment of perfect tenderness.
Clarity.
It’s too much. The emotions between us are too strong, and I can’t hold it. My body convulses hard, and I shudder deep in my core.
He completely loses control and really lets me have it, and he tips his head back and moans as he comes hard.