Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 100226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 501(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 501(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
“Holden.”
“Yes, baby?”
“There’s been no one since you.”
The world stops fucking spinning. I can’t look away from her as my vision blurs. My heart is going to pound out of my chest.
“What did you just say?” My voice is ragged, raw with emotion as I cup her face.
“No one,” she whispers, vulnerability heavy in those eyes as she confesses to me that the one and only time I was inside of her is the only experience she has with sex.
How is that fucking possible?
She mistakes my silence for something bad because the shutters start to come down over her eyes, and I lean in to kiss her tenderly.
“Don’t you dare.” I brush my lips over hers twice more as my hands drift down her arms. “You stay here with me. Don’t you shut me out. I’m just so…fuck, Millie.”
“Yes, fuck Millie.”
I chuckle against her lips, still trying to process this new bit of information.
In the eight years since she was with me, there’s been no one.
Not one single motherfucker has had his hands on her. His cock inside of her.
“I hate it when you’re quiet,” she says, pulling her fingers down my cheek again. “I should have told you I fucked dozens of men, then you wouldn’t have slowed down.”
I narrow my eyes and kiss her softly and slowly.
I don’t deserve this. There is no universe in which I deserve everything good and wonderful about this woman.
“Millie.”
She smiles so softly, so sweetly, that it makes me ache. Her gaze lifts, and she watches her own fingers brush my hair off my forehead.
“Holden, I’m going to need you to break this really long dry spell I’ve had. Okay? We can get emotional and talk about our feelings later. Right now, you need to keep doing what you were doing because you’re really good at it, and I need you inside of me.”
She leans up to kiss me, and that’s all it takes for my head to get back in the game. She’s right, we can hash this out later. Much later.
Right now, I’m going to fuck my girl senseless.
“You’re so goddamn sweet,” I murmur as I kiss my way to her ear and my hands resume their exploration of her body. “Do you have condoms in here?”
She looks up at me like, really? And it makes me smirk.
“Been on birth control for a long time,” she says and then scowls at me. “If some skank gave you a disease—”
I laugh again, continuing to kiss her, pressing her down into the mattress.
I can’t stop kissing this woman. I will never stop kissing her until the day I die. She’s my life force. My reason for everything.
“No diseases, baby girl.” Now, I make my way down her torso, back to that little wet spot inside of her panties. I want to devour her, lick every inch of her, and make her scream my name.
“Take your pants off.”
I shake my head and nibble on her navel. “After you come on my mouth, and not a minute before.”
“Holden—”
“Number four,” I interrupt, pinning her in my hot gaze, satisfied when her eyes widen. “You’re not in charge here, Rosie. That’s me. Now shut up and let me fucking worship you.”
She plants her teeth in her bottom lip, her eyes go glassy, and I take that to mean that she likes it when I take control.
Good. I’ll be doing it often.
Once I’ve nudged my shoulders between her legs, I hook my finger in the side of her soaking-wet panties and tug them out of the way so I can stare down at her glistening slit.
“Baby, you’re so goddamn wet for me.”
She moans, watching me with hot eyes as I lean in and lick her, from her opening to her clit, and she falls back to the bed, gripping the bedding in her fists.
“Holy fucking shit.”
Now, it’s time to get to work. I flick my tongue over her clit and then down to her lips and pull them into my mouth, pulsing around them.
Millie’s hands dive into my hair and hold on tight.
“So goddamn beautiful,” I whisper before I lick up again and insert a finger into her, then groan when she squeezes around me like a vise.
Jesus Christ, she’s going to kill me.
Her hips are moving in circles, encouraging me to move, to continue giving her the best time of her life.
And nothing could make me stop now.
I add another finger and crook them up, rubbing that rough patch that makes her thrash her head from side to side, incoherent thoughts coming out of her beautiful mouth as she continues to squeeze around me.
“That’s right.” I replace my tongue with my thumb for just a second, wanting to talk to her. “Give into it, baby girl. Don’t you hold back on me. Lose control, Millie. Give it to me. God, you’re fucking gorgeous.”