Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 64379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
He half carries me into the first door on the left, shutting it behind us and pressing the button lock. We chuck our coats, scarves, and shoes, leaving them in puddles on the floor as he says, “Lucky for you, I find pathological fantasies featuring my dick sexy as hell.”
I moan into his mouth as he pulls me in for another kiss, his hands roaming beneath my dress to cup my ass through my pantyhose. “Hearing you say ‘dick’ is sexy as hell. I usually don’t like that word, but you do nice things with it. And with dirty talk in general.” My breath hitches as he drags my dress up to my waist.
“Good to know,” he says, kissing my throat. “So if I told you to hurry up and get this dress off so I can suck your tits while you grind on my fingers, you’d like that?”
“Damn.” I shiver. Then shiver again.
“Good?”
“I think you broke my vagina, and all my clothes are still on,” I say, fumbling for the buttons behind my neck.
“I’m not going to break any part of you,” he says, lifting my dress higher, high enough for him to cup my breasts through my bra, making it even harder to convince my fingers to work properly. “I just want to make you feel good. And find out if you taste as incredible as you smell.”
“You smell so good to me, too,” I say, finally freeing the last button and thrusting my arms over my head. He whips my dress off, and I’m back in his arms a beat later, digging my fingers into his shoulders through his suit coat. “Even when you’re getting sweaty in the kitchen. Sometimes I walk past you on my way to another station, catch a whiff of your yummy man scent, and just want to rip your shirt off and bite your chest like a horny old vampire.”
“You’re not old.” He squeezes my nipples through my bra, sending shockwaves of desire surging between my legs as he adds, “And I think biting should definitely be on the menu.” He drags his teeth across my neck, and I go boneless in his arms, like Crissy used to when she was a toddler throwing a fit about leaving the playground.
But he catches me before I collapse onto the floor at his feet, easily lifting me onto his bed, where I do my best to become solid again as I watch him strip off his dress shirt and the t-shirt beneath, revealing the most gorgeous chest I’ve ever seen. Then he drops his pants to the floor and steps out of them, taking my breath away all over again.
Even in the dim light streaming through his cracked blinds, I’m awestruck and desperate to get my hands on every gorgeous inch of him.
I reach for him, wiggling my fingers. “Mine.”
He grins, that genuine, joyful smile that hits me in the heart every time, and says, “Yes, please,” and I’m suddenly overcome with the certainty that this is it—my last first time.
He’s barely touched me, but that smile does things to my soul no smile has ever done before. And when he lengthens himself on top of me, his warm skin against mine sends tears of relief stinging into my eyes.
“God, you feel so good.” I wrap my arms around his chest, hugging him tight as he presses a kiss to my forehead. “So perfect.”
“You, too,” he whispers. “I can’t believe you’re really here.”
“I can’t believe you’re really real,” I say, my throat tight.
“Same.” He kisses my cheek and then the corner of my mouth. “But maybe if I make you come for me a few times, it will start feeling real for both of us?”
“Maybe,” I say, forcing a serious expression as I gaze up into his face. “I mean, it’s a solid hypothesis. I’m no scientist, but I’m willing to run a few experiments if you are.”
He holds my gaze as he slips his hand down the front of my panties, making my head spin. “You’re so brave. And so wet.” He curses softly. “Is all of this for me?”
“Yes,” I gasp, my lips parting as I spread my legs wider, welcoming his expert fingers. “I’ve been wet for you all night. Every time I looked at the dinosaur bones all I could think about was wanting to jump your bones.”
“I wanted to drag you into the coat room and go down on you in the dark.” He pulls my pantyhose and underwear down my legs, tossing them to the floor before he hooks his hands behind my knees and drags them farther apart. He settles between my thighs with a hungry expression that makes my nipples tingle with the need to be touched.
As if reading my mind, he reaches up, guiding the cups of my bra under my breasts, baring them to the cool air in his bedroom. “I would have pulled your bra down like this, so I could play with your nipples while I fucked you with my mouth. That way you could still pull it up fast if you needed to. In case someone walked in on us.”