Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“Gray,” she breathes when my mouth moves to her neck and I suck on the tender skin.
She moves her leg higher, opening her body, and I thrust against her. The warmth between her legs heats my joggers, and my cock stretches the material past the guidelines of the manufacturer. It’s not enough, but I really don’t know what would be other than holding her down and fucking her until I can’t walk. It’s actually not the worst idea I’ve ever had.
I lean back and see that I’ve left a mark on her neck, and it momentarily sobers me. I could so easily take this too far and either hurt her or be so far gone that I couldn’t hear her tell me to stop.
When I lean back and look into her hooded eyes, all I see is desire. “If I keep kissing you, I won’t stop with just that.” I lick my lips and taste her on them. “I’ll want all of you, little mouse.”
Chapter Seven
JADE
I shouldn't be doing this. It’s so wrong, but my body is past the point of no return. My mind is clinging to him, saying not everything is as it seems and that he’s going to protect me. What if I have it all wrong and he’s not what I thought? It seems like he’s something I never would have excepted. The word mine bounces around in my head, and although I’m probably losing it, I honestly don’t care right now.
“Jade?” He trails a finger down my neck and rubs the spot he’d been sucking on. It tingles there, and I had no idea a simple touch could be so erotic. “Are you going to give me what I want?” His hand moves down to cup my sex, and my hips thrust up on their own, trying to grind myself against him. That same loud rumble I’d heard in the dining room comes from deep inside of him. “You’re soaked.”
Heat rushes to my face because I am. My panties are sticking to me, but I don’t have time to be embarrassed about it.
“Don’t stop,” I practically beg.
He lets out a groan before claiming my mouth in another deep kiss. His tongue touches mine, and I whimper as the sensations. When he takes his hand from between my thighs, I whine in protest but stop when I realize he’s moving my panties out of the way.
“I’ve got you.” He nips at my bottom lip. “I don’t think I could stop if I tried.” A loud moan escapes my lips, and I’m dizzy at the idea of him being so out of control because of me. “You’re so soft.”
Compared to how hard he is, everything is soft. His finger slides between my folds as he goes to my clit and begins to lightly stroke me.
“I need to remember you’re delicate.”
Delicate? No one has ever called me that, and why is it such a turn-on? “Gray.” I lift my hips again because his gentle touch isn’t enough.
“You need me, little mouse?” He nips my lip again.
“You’re teasing me?” I huff because I can’t take this kind of torture.
“Not teasing. I’m savoring.” He takes my mouth again in a harder kiss this time. I’d almost swear he’s making it clear my mouth now belongs to him.
A loud ripping sound fills the room, and I gasp when Gray pulls at the torn material of the shirt I was wearing and tosses it away. He goes for my panties next, and the thin cotton is no match against his need. The second I’m completely naked, he’s on top of me, and his big body presses me down into the mattress.
My legs spread to make room for him, and he takes every inch of that space. He thrusts against me and when his cock brushes against my clit, I cry out.
“Fuck, I want to pull my cock out and get inside you.” I can feel his body shaking.
“Yes, do that,” I agree. I’m too out of my mind with lust to really think through what that would mean.
“Don’t tempt me, little mouse.” He grinds against me, and I groan as I lift up to meet his thrusts, but he pulls back. “You’re not ready for that yet.”
“Hey!” I try to grab on to him, but I’m no match for his size. Before I know what’s happening, he’s moving down my body.
I’m not ready? I wonder if he’s the one that’s not ready.
“Your tits are fucking perfect. Anyone else tell you that?” He cups one in his hand as his tongue traces the nipple of my other breast. “Don’t answer that.” I glance down, and my eyes lock with his. That flash of darkness returns to them, and for some reason I want to soothe him.
“No one’s ever told me that.”
“Good. I didn’t want to be the bad guy you think I am.” He sucks my nipple into his mouth as he palms both my breasts and pushes them together. His mouth can easily travel from one to the other, and I watch just how greedy he is to have both.