Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
“I trust you.” I cut her off. It wasn’t like I could get her pregnant, and fuck she felt so goddamned good that it was all I could do to not push inside. “I’m clean, and there hasn’t been anyone since…” Shit, I couldn’t even remember the last woman I’d taken to bed. “Since before you moved in.”
That was pretty much how I delineated all my time now. Before Teagan showed up that night and after.
“I trust you,” she whispered, rocking slightly and taking me inside that first, tight inch.
“Fuck.” I gritted my teeth. “Teagan. Honey, are you sure?”
“Do I feel sure?” She kissed me.
“You feel slick and tight and so fucking hot.” I rested my forehead against hers.
“You want me?” Her thighs moved restlessly against the sides of my hips as she swirled hers in a teasing little circle.
I was going to die. “I want you more than I want to breathe.”
“Then yes, Roman, I’m sure.” She kissed me long and deep.
I flexed my hips and sank into her slowly, savoring every single inch as I took her. She gasped, and I lifted my head, watching her carefully to make sure I didn’t hurt her as I pushed in—and in.
“Oh my God,” she moaned, her eyes fluttering shut.
“Look at me,” I demanded.
She immediately did.
I withdrew slightly, then thrust hard, giving her everything I had until I bottomed out, surrounded by a molten fist of pure heaven.
“You feel so fucking good,” I managed between gritted teeth. It wasn’t just that she was the only woman I’d taken bareback—it was Teagan.
She whimpered in reply, rocking her hips and digging her fingernails into my back.
“Yeah, that’s exactly how I feel, too.” I kissed her as I started to move, taking her in slow, deep thrusts that I felt in every molecule in my body.
She felt better than sin, better than any fantasy or daydream.
I never wanted this to end. I wanted to live in this moment with Teagan beneath me—her body surrounding mine, her moans in my ear, her nails in my skin. I wanted her to brand me, to claim me in the same way I was desperate to do to her.
Her cries pitched higher and higher as we came together time and again. Our kisses grew sloppy until we gave up and focused on breathing. She wrapped her legs around my hips, and then her body drew tight around me, her muscles locking.
“Shit…oh my…Roman.” Her eyes flew wide. “I think…” Her breath caught.
“I’ll give it to you slow next time,” I promised with an attempt at a smile. Then I adjusted my weight and reached between our bodies so I could stroke her swollen clit with my thumb.
Our breaths came in time with my thrusts, both of our bodies straining toward the other. I felt my orgasm gather at the base of my spine, coiling tight, preparing to boil over, and I held it off until I felt the first tremors of hers flutter around my cock.
“Roman!” She screamed, coming in wave after wave as I rode her deep, stroking every aftershock from her body—making sure I’d wrung out every ounce of pleasure I could for her.
As she eased, I unleashed, my hips swinging faster and harder, the sight of her in the throes of her orgasm bringing mine to the surface in a roar.
I called her name as I let go, surrendering to the most powerful orgasm of my life, drowning my every thought with blinding, heart-stopping pleasure.
I rolled us to the side, and we came down slowly, our breaths eventually evening out in the aftermath. My hands couldn’t stay still. They stroked down her arms, her side, her ass, committing every curve and hollow to memory with gentle caresses as I blatantly stared at her.
Her eyelashes fluttered, and she hit me with those sated, sleepy eyes. “I’ve never done that twice.”
My brow puckered. We’d only done it once.
“Orgasmed,” she whispered, brushing her thumb over my lips. “Never twice in one…” She searched for a word. “…session.”
A lazy, cocky grin stole over my face. “Want to go for three?”
Her jaw dropped. “You think I can have another one?”
My dick was already up on the idea, swelling inside her as I moved my lips across her jaw. “Oh, I know you can have another one. New session starts right now.”
She gasped when I licked her neck. “New session? You don’t need a little…recovery time?”
I rocked my hips, stroking deep inside her. “Does it feel like I need recovery time?”
She moaned.
“Now, as I was saying, how about we go for three,” I nipped at her earlobe.
“Total?” She arched her hips.
“No, honey. Three more.”
She looked at me like I’d lost my mind, then groaned as I cupped her breast. “Roman,” she whimpered.
Who the hell needed recovery time when she said my name like that?