Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 64979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Shifting to the back seat, I ordered, “Take me for a ride, Mr. Hawkins.”
He didn’t have to be told twice, hopping on. For the next hour, we drove all over the island. It was amazing. Everything it used to be for us was still there, breathing new life into our marriage. We were back to being those kids again. The one’s who were wild and free. I loved every second of that afternoon with him.
It was perfect.
He was perfect.
Veering off on a secluded road, he hit the kickstand and shut off the engine. In one swift movement, he turned around and tugged me onto his lap. My legs willingly straddled his waist, Instantaneously recalling all the times we’d talk just like this.
“The more things change,” I stated, “the more they stay the same.”
“You remember the last time you were on the back of my bike?”
“Hmm…” I played coy. “I’m not entirely sure. Maybe you should refresh my memory.”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
His eyes dilated as he gripped onto the back of my neck as he kissed my lips. Clutching onto the side of my face with his other hand, he lightly bit my bottom lip. His hands fell to my ass, gripping it nice and tight. The memory of him never compared to real life. I moaned into his mouth, and he groaned into mine. He fisted my hair by the nook of my neck while his other hand glided down the side of my breast to the seam of my panties.
“Please,” I pleaded against his mouth, fully aware he’d love to hear me beg for it.
He roughly jerked my hair back to look into my lust-filled glare. When his fingers slid my panties over, I swallowed hard.
“Fuck.” He touched my pussy. “You’re so wet.”
I leaned in to kiss him again, but he pulled my hair back harder, urging me to stay right where I was, spread wide open for him. It was only then I realized he wanted to watch me fall apart from his skilled, precise fingers. I swear I could have come from the powerful, greedy, loving way he was staring at me. He rubbed back and forth over my clit, causing my body to shudder from his firm, demanding touch.
When he slid two fingers inside of me, I breathed out, “Ahhhh.”
His lips parted like he was feeling everything I was, and all he was doing was watching me fall over the edge for him. He worked me over, finding my g-spot. Creating this ache, this passion, this mind-blowing explosion all over my core.
I tried to keep my fluttering eyes open while he was fingering me roughly.
“That feel good, kitten?”
“Yes,” I panted, completely at his mercy.
“Here?” he taunted, pushing harder against my sweet spot.
“Yes … please don’t stop…”
My back arched over the gas tank, allowing him to go faster and harder. I felt warm all over with the uncontrollable desire to take away the throbbing ache he was building in me.
“Do you remember how many times I used to fuck you on my bikes?”
“Yes,” I shamelessly moaned, ready to erupt.
“I was your first everything, kitten. There’s no coming back from that. So tell me, how many men have you been with?”
I sucked in air, locking eyes with his predatory glare.
“Why does that matter?”
“You know it does to me.”
“Not many…” I rocked my hips against his fingers. “Oh God…”
“What number?”
“Tristian…” I could feel my core getting wetter. “Can we talk about this later?”
“You’re only honest when I’m inside of you.”
“That’s not true… Oh God… Go faster … harder…”
“Tell me, and I’ll give everything you’re begging me for.”
Having to confess, I panted, “Three.”
“And they had every part of you?”
“Jesus… Tristian … can you just—”
“Where did they touch and fuck you?”
“Not like you.”
“Did you come?”
“Not the way I do with you.”
“Want to know why?” He fingered me harder and faster. “I taught you everything you like, what you love, what you need, what only I can give you.”
“Can you just—”
“Can I just what, kitten? What can I do for my wife?”
I moaned, “Make me come, please…”
“One last question.”
I whimpered.
“Have you ever been in love with another man?”
I shook my head. “No.”
“Good girl. Now come for me, kitten.”
My body erupted in a fit of spasms as my eyes rolled to the back of my head and my breathing hitched, screaming out his name. He pulled me close, wrapping my arms around his neck to kiss me and drowned out the loud sounds escaping my mouth.
Biting my bottom lip again, he ordered, “Eyes on me.”
I opened my hooded gaze, trying to catch my bearings.
He took a long, hard look at me and spoke with conviction, “I’m going to make you fall in love with me again.”
My eyes widened as he leaned back, unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and freed his cock. Grabbing my hips next, he lifted me up and positioned himself at my opening.