Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67795 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67795 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
“Pretty amazing.”
“You ain’t seen nothing yet, babe,” he says before he steps from the bed and undresses slowly. My eyes are so hungry they don’t know where to look.
He is even more gorgeous than I realized. He’s tall and lean, with muscles everywhere. Muscles and tattoos. And scars. Some are big, and some are small, but each one is a chapter in the book of his life, and I want to know everything.
“Wow. You’re beautiful.”
His lips kick up into a lopsided smile. “Thanks, babe.”
I shake my head, unable to believe anyone looks this good naked.
“No, thank you.”
He chuckles and stands there, letting my eyes eat him up until I find his erection, rock hard and jutting skyward. I lick my lips, and it twitches as if it’s a sentient being on its own.
“Letty.”
I reach out for him unconsciously, and Shades takes a step toward the bed. I touch him and gasp.
“It’s so soft but so hard,” I say in complete awe as my hand grips and strokes his length.
“Lay back, Letty.”
I nod and do as he commands, my heart in my throat as his body covers mine. “Shades, I’m…this is...”
“I know. I’ll be gentle.”
I nod with a crooked, goofy smile.
The muscles in his arms flex under the stress of holding him above me as he leans forward, brushes his lips against mine gently. His lips touch my jaw, my throat, my shoulders, and then my collarbone as he speaks gently.
“I can’t promise it won’t hurt, but I can promise that you’ll enjoy yourself.”
“I trust you,” I tell him breathlessly.
“You’re sure?”
“I’m very sure.”
The head perches at my entrance, and I gasp as he moves, slowly sinking into my body with his jaws clenched tight, his handsome face twisted in agony. Or ecstasy.
“Relax, babe. You have to breathe.”
I nod and let out a long exhale, willing my body to relax and enjoy this moment with this man. His hips push forward in one forceful thrust, and I cry out in pain, but it’s brief. Incredibly brief. And then I just feel full, so full, I’m not sure I can breathe.
“You good?” he whispers and swirls his tongue around my nipple.
That one move manages to relax my body, and I nod quickly. “I’m good. You can move. Please.”
He starts to move, and I can feel the excitement within me grow by the second. My heart is beating so fast I can barely think straight, but I don’t need to think, not right now. I just need to feel.
And I feel everything. The pain is a distant memory as his long, thick erection pushes in and out of me. It’s such a basic, mundane move, but each thrust lights me up like a Christmas tree, and I want more. I need more. So much more.
“Yes,” I say into his eyes.
He smiles and drops to his elbows to kiss me again, and this right here, it is heaven on earth. His mouth is on mine, his body is moving inside me, and his heart is racing as fast as my own. We are in this together, partners in sex—or is it love?—and I’m here for it.
“You with me?”
“Oh yeah,” I say breathlessly. “I’m here. Feeling you.”
“I feel you too,” he grunts and lifts one of my legs over his hips. “Oh, babe. So fucking tight. Like pure bliss.”
His words send me right over the edge, and once again, my core is squeezing tight. My body shakes like a leaf ready to fall down to earth. Only I’m suspended in air, watching Shades pump his hips to prolong my pleasure. “Oh, my! Yes, Shades!”
His lips twist into a grin, and he pushes my legs up until my knees are near my face, sinking deeper with each thrust.
“Letty,” he growls, and for a few long moments, his hips move, pumping hard and deep, and then a loud roar tears through the air.
“Shades!”
“Letty!”
“Wow.” My body is spent. My limbs are sore, the skin between my legs is sore, and I’m sucking in oxygen by the pound, but I’m wearing a goofy grin that refuses to go anywhere.
“Just…wow.” I now understand completely the dangers of sex. If a man I know is all wrong for me can make me feel this good, what’ll happen if the right man can make me feel this way?
“Was that…I mean, was it that good for you too?”
He smiles down at me. “If you have to ask, I’ll let you be on top the next time.” He winks and rolls off the bed, returning a moment later with a damp cloth, which he uses to gently wipe my private parts.
I’m still sensitive and turned on, and I don’t know what to do. I remain still, or I try to through the gasps of pleasure that escape and let him finish. “Thank you.”
“Thank you.”
We lie there for a few moments, in silence, except for the sounds of our breathing returning to normal. His stomach growls, and then mine.