Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 101264 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101264 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
“Take it,” I grind out. “You’ve more than earned it.”
She hums a little in response, her expression entirely blissed out. The trust she puts in me, her willingness to submit, tips me over the edge. I curse and come, pumping into her as she swallows me down. On and on it goes.
When I finally ease out of her mouth, she licks her lips and smiles up at me. Without thinking, I go to my knees in front of her and kiss her. She meets me halfway. Of course she does. Cassandra is my equal in every way that matters. A perfect partner…at least for now.
“Apollo.” She leans back and bites her bottom lip. “Fuck me tonight. Please. I need your cock so much. Please don’t make me wait any longer.”
It’s a struggle to rise to my feet—to leave her—and move to my suitcase and pull out a string of condoms. I toss them onto the bed. Cassandra is still kneeling, still looking a bit dazed. I circle back to her and lean down to cup her elbows so I can lift her to her feet. I intend to kiss her lightly. But those intentions vanish the moment she wraps her arms around my neck.
Suddenly, I can’t get close enough. Can’t touch her enough. Can’t taste her enough. I grab her hips and jerk her against me, closing the last miniscule distance between us. Her breasts and stomach press to my chest, shorting out what little thought I had to go slow.
My recovery time is usually longer, but none of the usual rules apply when it’s this woman in my arms. My cock goes hard as I back her toward the bed. She tastes of me and need and I’m drunk off the feeling of her tongue against mine, of the knowledge that I can kiss Cassandra as much as I want to.
At least for the next few days.
I break the kiss enough to say, “Lie down.”
“Apollo, if you don’t fuck me right now, I might actually die.” She hooks the back of my neck and gives me another searing kiss. “I’m wet and I’m aching and I need your cock. Now.”
I push her down onto the bed and the sight of her stops me in my tracks. She’s soft and beautiful and, gods, I want her to be mine in truth.
Stop it. It’s too much to ask.
Cassandra makes a whimpering sound. “Stop staring at me and come here. Don’t make me beg.”
Another time, I would. Another time…
I grab a condom and make quick work of rolling it down my cock. Cassandra spreads her legs as I climb onto the bed, giving me a devastating glimpse of the perfection that is her pussy.
I need to be inside her, but I can’t stop myself from dipping down and dragging my tongue up her center. She gives a cry and digs her hands into my hair. “Get up here.”
Despite the fact that I’m having a hard time breathing through the sheer wave of desire bearing me along, I manage a laugh. “Always so impatient.”
“Don’t act like you’re not.” She wraps a fist around my cock and squeezes a little. “That recovery time was, what? A minute?” She smiles against my lips. “You want me so badly, you’re shaking.”
I kiss down her jaw and nip her earlobe. “Are you expecting me to deny it?” I hold my breath as she guides my cock to her entrance. “Now, be a good girl and take this cock.”
She shivers. “I hate that I love that so much.”
“No, you don’t.” I have every intention of going slow. But like with the kiss, my wires get crossed somewhere between the intention and the doing. I thrust into her, sheathing myself to the hilt.
Cassandra cries out. I tense, reason warring with desire, but she makes the decision for me. She drags her fingers down my back and sets her nails against my ass. “Deeper. Harder.”
I thrust deeper. Harder. All thought leaves my head. There is nothing but her soft body wrapped around me. Nothing but how good her pussy feels. Nothing but her words, urging me on. There is no slowing down. No teasing this out until we’re both shaking and desperate for each other. There is only a rough fucking that fills the room with the sounds of our bodies coming together again and again.
I try to slow down, to regain control, but Cassandra arches against me, crying out as her pussy clamps around my cock. Sheer pleasure wrenches a curse from my lips and then I’m pounding into her, chasing my own release. I come so hard, I get light-headed. “Cassandra.”
We end up in a tangle on our sides. Distantly, I’m aware that I need to get up and deal with the condom, but I don’t quite have control over my lower body at this point.