Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 90899 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90899 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
“Put me inside you,” I order, my voice rough as I press her harder against the wall.
Her hands move between us, positioning me. The second I feel her pussy, soft and hot, pressed against the head of my cock, I shove forward, burying myself in one sharp thrust.
She cries out and for a moment I worry I’ve gone too fast. But then she pants, “Don’t stop, don’t ever stop,” in my ear, her breath warm on my neck as she claws at my shoulders, demanding more.
“Never,” I vow. I’m never going to stop wanting her, needing her, fucking her with every bit of my heart and soul.
Because that’s what she deserves—passion and truth and a lover as fearless as she is.
“I love you,” she moans, clinging to me as I take her hard against the wall. “I love you, Anthony.”
“I love you so much, baby. So much, more than anything,” I promise before I kiss her again, fierce and unrelenting.
As we slam together, bodies growing hot and sticky despite the chill in the room, her perfume mingles with the intoxicating scent of her arousal. The sexy smell makes something primal inside me roar and my balls clutch with the need to fill her, to mark her, to make her come all over me, until her juices are dripping down my shaft and she’s too well-loved to think about leaving me ever again.
“Come for me, angel,” I pant as I shift my angle, grinding against her clit. “Come for me. I need to feel your pussy squeezing my cock so fucking bad.”
“Tell me you’re mine first,” she orders, gripping my ass in both hands, pulling me even closer, her touch sending sparks racing across my skin. “Tell me.”
“Look at me,” I say, my voice raw.
I pull back, waiting until her gaze locks with mine. I slow my next thrust, gliding into her with one achingly slow stroke that leaves us both gasping. Her heat, her tight pussy, the way her curves cradle me with every movement—she’s sexy as hell.
But it’s her eyes, the brave, fearless look in those sky-blue eyes that I want to keep staring into for the next four or five decades that destroys me, heals me…saves me.
“I’m yours. Forever,” I promise, gliding into her again, my heart skipping a beat as her lashes flutter and her lips part. “Until the world burns down. Just you and me.”
“You and me. Oh God, Anthony. Oh God, I need you,” she says, cupping my face and tugging me closer.
I oblige her, my lips crashing against hers. I swallow every sexy, turned-on sound she makes as I move faster, driving into her welcoming body. Her breath comes faster, and her legs tighten around me, urging me on, until she’s making those soft, whimpering cries that I know mean she’s near the breaking point.
“Come for me, Maya.” I grip her thighs, holding her steady as I piston into her, panting, “I’ve got you. I’ve got you, baby. Come for me, come so fucking hard.”
She screams my name, a shudder running through her as her head falls back against the wall, her pretty face twisted in passion in a way that makes me crazy. The sight of her unraveling in my arms is almost enough to make me lose control.
It’s only the thought of how much I want to see her go again, how much I want to draw out this pleasure, this closeness, that gives me the strength to step away from the precipice.
I bite down hard on the inside of my cheek, using the flash of pain to keep me steady as the last waves of Maya’s orgasm ripple around where I’m still buried inside her.
“Bed,” I growl against her neck as she catches her breath. “I’m not finished with you yet, beautiful.”
“Yes,” she says, nodding loosely. “Take me to bed.”
I guide her legs from around my waist before wrapping my arm around her ribs and hauling her to the bed in one smooth motion.
We tumble onto the soft white sheets, a tangle of limbs and hot breath as we kiss. I reach down, needing to be inside her again, but before I can position myself, she pushes me onto my back.
“You forgot something,” she says as she rolls on top of me, straddling my hips with a determined look in her eyes.
“What’s that?” I ask, loving the sight of her on top of me, her hair wild around her shoulders.
“Well, my bra to start.” She strips off the lingerie and tosses it to the ground, taking my breath away. “But more importantly, you told me that you’re mine.” Her voice is soft, husky, and sexy enough to make my cock jerk against her thigh as she adds, “But I didn’t return the favor.”
“No, you didn’t,” I murmur, my hands settling on her waist as she rocks against me, the feel of her slick sex against my aching length summoning a groan from low in my throat. “Fuck, Maya,” I gasp, my fingers digging deeper into her flesh as she rolls her hips, teasing me with how close I am to entering her, but pulling away before I can thrust up into her heat. “You’d better tell me.”