Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
I smiled. The man knew exactly the right thing to say to get me moving. I rested both palms on his chest and rode his cock slowly, the rise and fall onto his cock hypnotic and blissful. He felt good, better than any other encounter I’ve had in my life. “I’m so full but I can’t stop.” My hands lifted from his chest and I leaned back, resting on his thighs which changed the angle and I felt my body start to shake with another orgasm.
“Oh fuck, babe.” He moved his hips up, matching me stroke for stroke until pleasure consumed me.
My head fell back and I let go, feeling his body shift before his mouth wrapped around my nipple. The move changed the angle and he slipped deeper, hitting that spot that prolonged my orgasm for an eternity. “Yes, oh yes!”
He growled again and in the next moment our positions were flipped. Lee was on top of me, wrapping my legs around his waist as he pounded into me in long, slow strokes that did nothing to stop the flow of pleasure out of my body. “So good. So fucking good, Nix.” He laid his body on top of mine kissed me hard while he fucked me even harder. So hard that I didn’t get to catch my breath before another orgasm exploded.
“My god,” I shouted into his mouth, the words muffled by his kiss.
His cock swelled even as his hips pounded harder. Faster. A low growl began in his belly, reverberating against me until it exploded from his mouth seconds after he tore it from mine. “Nix, oh fuck! Yes! Yes!” With every syllable he pushed deeper and deeper until he was so deep that I was sure we were, in that moment, one person.
I never felt so good or so satisfied in my life. A slow smile spread across my face.
He wore a twin expression. “That was unexpected.”
“Completely,” I agreed.
His smile grew bigger. “Regrets?”
“Not one.”
“Excellent.” He pulled out and flipped me onto my stomach before he dragged his lips down my spine while massaging my ass. He teased me with his fingers and his mouth until we did the impossible.
Gave me another orgasm.
And then he did the unthinkable.
He cleaned me up, held me close and we fell asleep.
Together.
Chapter 8
Lee
Hours after the most intense lovemaking of my life, I wake up and expect regret. I expect to find Nix gone, or at the very least staring at me with regret in her eyes. Instead, I blinked until I could focus on the room around me and found her delectable curves snuggled in close to me. I wasn’t foolish enough to think it was just me, of course. I knew some of it had to do with the cold that permeated the air, but I thought some of it was me and what we did last night. The level of intimacy shared between strangers.
Rather than waiting for her to wake up and regret everything, I held her close, pulled her close to my chest and buried my face in her hair. My early morning boner poked into her flesh and she moaned as she drew closer to the heat of my body. My hips moved on their own, confident in what they wanted.
Nix’s round ass pushed back against my morning wood with a moan, but when my hand slipped between her thighs, she went still. “As much as I would love another round amazing with you, and I really, really do, there are practicalities I need to take care of first.”
Practicalities. I chuckled at her euphemism. “If we must.”
“We must.” She kicked off the blankets and got her feet with a heavy sigh. Nix ignored the cold as she jogged up the stairs and down the hall to her bedroom. A moment later, the water turned on and I was left alone wondering what to do next. I wasn’t a man to wallow or second guess myself so I went upstairs to the guest bathroom and took care of my own practicalities, but of course I returned to the living room a full ten minutes before Nix.
I wasn’t the type of man to walk on eggshells but I didn’t know what to expect from Nix after last night. It was rare to be so sexually compatible with a woman, especially one who considered me an enemy, and my mind raced with the possibilities. I wanted her, again and again, but I wasn’t sure how to move forward.
When Nix jogged down the stairs in nothing but a robe that told me she was still without a bra, my hands itched to touch her again. To taste her. To make her scream my name while she came. But Nix didn’t return to our makeshift bed, she went to the front door and stared out the window for an extended moment. Her eyes widened and a soft gasp escaped. “Wow.”