Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
He smiles, and his voice is husky. "Say that again."
I bring my hands up his chest and loop them around his neck, pulling him in closer to me. "I want you, too, Logan."
Before I can get the whole sentence out, he has laid me back on the bed and seals his mouth over mine.
Chapter 9
Logan
Kissing Ella is like nothing I've ever experienced in my life. I've lived all the highs and lows, the moments that make you thankful to be alive, and kissing Ella is better than all of them combined. I want to please her and satisfy her, but the way her body fits against mine is way too tempting.
I pull back, searching her eyes for any doubt, but I still have to ask her, “Are you sure about this?”
She raises up on her elbows. “Are YOU sure about this? You're the one with the head injury.”
I laugh and shake my head. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life.”
She takes a deep breath and lets it out. “Me too.”
I reach for her shirt and start to pull it up her body. She grabs on to the hem, stopping me. “Wait.”
Instantly, I stop, and she shakes her head, blushing. “I just want you to be sure, because I don't look like...”
While she’s midsentence, I take off her glasses and fold them up before setting them on the nightstand. And then I kiss her, shutting her up. With my mouth on hers, I grab her hand and bring it down between us, molding it over the front of my jeans. She holds my hard manhood, and only then do I pull back to explain, “This is how I react to being around you, Ella. These last few days have been torture, and I know that you have a thousand excuses of why that could be, but none of them are legit. You do this to me. Touching you, kissing you, craving you, this is how my body reacts.”
She looks at me in awe and nods her head. As if making a decision, she grabs on to the hem of her shirt and pulls it over her head. I take a deep breath and let it out, looking at the curves that she's uncovered. She's breathtaking, easily the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, and she doesn't even have a clue.
I undo the front clasp of her bra and free her before molding my lips around her hard nipple. Suckling her, I slide my hand down the front of her pants, finding my way through under her underwear and then cupping her mound.
She moans into my mouth, and I smile, loving that she reacts the way she does to me. I pull back just long enough to help her get farther up the bed, and then I dip my hands into each side of her pants and underwear before pulling them down her legs. As soon as I have them off her feet, I throw them onto the floor and then look at her naked beneath me. With her legs parted, her most private area is glistening with arousal. My mouth waters as I lean down and press my tongue against her. Her hips flex, and I hold her open with one hand as I use the other to circle her clit with my finger.
My tongue and finger take turns bringing her pleasure. She moans and groans, but all that does is excite me more, yearning for her release. With every flick of my tongue, her body vibrates against me, and her hands are wrapped tightly into the sheets, pulling at them. “I can't—” she moans, and I smile as I suck her clit into my mouth.
I moan around her, flicking my tongue back and forth, suckling her. She groans and kicks her feet out, flexing her whole body, but I still don't stop. I want her orgasm, not only because I want to be her first, but because I don't want her to ever forget it. I want her to know that it's me giving her pleasure.
Her body starts to buck, and I slide my hands underneath of her and hold her up to my mouth, feasting on her sweet arousal.
“Don't stop,” she begs me.
Her sweetness is covering my lips and chin. “Oh God,” she moans, and that's what pushes her over the edge. She fought it as long as she could, but I wasn't willing to give in. I keep pressure on her clit as she rides the arousal to the very end and is just a bundle of vibrating nerves. I kiss up her abdomen, belly, and chest. Her eyes are closed, but she has a smile on her face. I'm hard as a fuckin’ rock, and I could come with probably two strokes, but I know that I have to get inside her.