Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 75248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
I started to protest, but before I could even get a word out I was flipped onto my belly, my face going into the bedding with the suddenness of the move.
I tried to push up and move my head out of the cloud like pillows, but before I could find purchase my hands caught on the elastic that was tying them to the frame and I face planted again.
Wolf’s hands on my hips had me stilling, and my heart started to hammer in anticipation.
As fully exposed as I was, I should feel more embarrassed.
I wasn’t. How could I be when one of the world’s sexiest men was touching me? Rubbing his hands up and down my thighs like he wanted nothing more but to feel his skin against mine?
And that was exactly what he was doing.
He was taking his time, getting to know my body with his.
“Your skin is so light compared to mine,” he cleared his throat. “I need you to say yes.”
“Yes,” I said without hesitation.
He chuckled darkly, and then I felt his beard against my backside.
Shivers started to race up my spine and down my legs, following the path his lips were taking up and down my ass.
When that perfect set of lips stopped at the very bottom of my ass, right where all the good stuff started, blood rushed to my face.
His beard was tickling my clit, and I couldn’t help but squirm.
He chuckled darkly against my skin, and then his hands started to move further down.
Abruptly, his hands parted my thighs even wider, stealing my breath from my lungs with the suddenness of it.
“I’ve dreamed of being here, between your legs, for months,” he whispered. “Are you sure you’re ready for what I’m about to give you?”
I laughed darkly.
“Wolf,” I turned my head to the side so he could hear me more clearly.
“I’m not traumatized,” I informed him. “I’m so far from traumatized by what those jerkoffs did to me it’s not even funny. I’m more traumatized by what they did to July than what they did to me…”
Before I could talk more, he reached up and covered my mouth.
“A yes or no would’ve been sufficient,” he rasped, his finger dipping into my mouth.
With no choice, I sucked his finger into my mouth and nursed on it like it was his cock, my tongue circling around the tip, nipping and swirling.
He abruptly yanked his finger from my mouth.
“Might wanna check that mouth of yours while I eat you,” he said. “The neighbors I saw coming in looked like the type to call the staff if you get too loud.”
Before I could add a word to the conversation, he flipped to his back and slid between my thighs.
“Sit on my face,” he ordered me.
My mouth dropped open and my eyes widened.
“I can’t sit on your face. I’m a big boned woman! I’ll smother you!” I yelled out, nodding towards my hips for emphasis.
Wolf snorted and shoved my thighs out with the bulk of his arms, forcing me to sit on his face whether I wanted to or not.
My vagina practically landed in his mouth, and his tongue immediately started to assault my clit.
The coarse hair of his beard tickled me along my inner thighs and grated teasingly along every single inch of my pussy.
When his fingers moved, I wasn’t expecting it.
I’d gotten so into riding his face, not caring whether or not I was smothering him – surely he’d tap out if I was close to killing him – that I just wasn’t prepared.
I honestly had no idea, I was the most inexperienced person in Texas.
What Wolf was doing to me, what I was feeling… the moment his fingers became acquainted with the inside walls of my pussy, I started to come.
And come hard.
One second I was riding the feel-good train, and the next my eyes were crossing in bliss.
I screamed, so loud and long, that Wolf slid up between me and the bed and shut my mouth with his own.
I tasted myself on him, and I started to go wild.
I could smell myself, too. It was an oddly erotic experience, one that I never thought would be as arousing as it was.
The sheer naughtiness of the act had my libido going from rearing-and-ready-to-go to get-inside-me-now.
I broke the kiss to draw in some much-needed oxygen to my brain and stared at him.
“Condom. And untie me,” I ordered harshly, panting lightly.
He grinned and released my hands from their bindings. Then he reached for something in his pocket, and I finally realized why the jeans had stayed on.
“Clever man,” I said to him. “Now take them off.”
He pushed on my belly and I took the hint, giving him room to work the jeans down the long length of his thighs.
His knees bumped into my ass, one at a time, and I groaned as the coarse hair covering his thighs brushed against my still sensitive skin.