Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 128260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 641(@200wpm)___ 513(@250wpm)___ 428(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 128260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 641(@200wpm)___ 513(@250wpm)___ 428(@300wpm)
“Never let go, baby,” I repeated from earlier.
He smiled, the dimple appearing, and suddenly I was being walked backward until I hit the bed and he was over me. “Never,” he said and then his mouth came down on mine.
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Carson
I pulled the comforter all the way over us and then pressed into her softness as we kissed deeply for long minutes, reveling in the feel of each other. I was lost in her, lost in the sounds she was making as I kissed her and ran my hands over her skin. My Grace was naked, beneath me. It was as if I had never woken up this morning but was still in a dream. Only I knew it wasn’t, and the joy that was pulsing through me, along with the arousal, was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
I broke from her lips and gazed down at her, running a thumb over her cheek. She was here. She’d come to me, over the miles and through a snowstorm. And I knew now that, like me, a part of her had never left. My heart squeezed tightly. She was mine. Finally. A fierce protectiveness filled my chest and I both reveled in the feel of it and accepted the emotional vulnerability that came with it. This was the way it should be—always. I leaned back in and kissed down her neck as she arched her head back into the pillow and sighed out my name.
Her fingers danced over my thigh, causing goosebumps to break out on my skin. I was as hard as granite, my cock throbbing and my hips rising on instinct. I wanted to thrust and take. It’d been a fucking long time and I likely wasn’t going to last more than a few minutes, if that, once I got inside of her. I hoped she would understand—I’d make it up to her the second time…and the third…and the fourth.
“What’s funny?” she whispered and I realized I’d been smiling against her skin.
“Nothing’s funny,” I said. “I’m just happy. And I want you.”
“You have me,” she said.
I took one of her nipples into my mouth, licking and sucking it until she was rolling her hips against me and reaching her hand down between us, trying to put me inside of her on her own.
“Hold up, Grace,” I whispered. “I want that too, but—”
She shook her head from side to side. “Please, I don’t care. I just want you inside of me. I need that. Please.”
I wasn’t capable of arguing. My hand shook as I lined the head of my cock up at her entrance. She put one leg around my back and I surged inside of her tight, wet heat.
“Oh, God bless America,” I groaned at the exquisite feel of her all around me, gripping me tightly from inside. “You feel…oh God…” I felt like I might start talking in tongues. The pleasure had stolen my capacity for language.
She let out a small laugh, her internal muscles gripping me more tightly with her movement and I resumed kissing her, nipping at her lips, wanting to be attached in any and every way possible, all at once. I started moving, my body demanding to take over, movements jerky as I attempted to go slow.
As though she understood my struggle, she raised her hips slightly and said into my ear, “I don’t want slow.”
Oh, thank God. With her words, I started moving, relishing the feel of not only the physical pleasure but the reality of being connected to Grace in the most intimate way possible.
I moved in and out of her as she wrapped both legs around my back and tilted her pelvis up so that I could go deeper. My body was moving of its own accord, pounding, pushing, and taking the pleasure it had been denied for so long. “Grace,” I panted. I felt drugged yet hyperalive, each nerve ending singing with pleasure.
“Carson, Carson,” she breathed, sending me spiraling higher.
I felt the tingling begin at the base of my spine, an orgasm swirling through my abdomen, and I moved even faster to claim it, wanting it, needing it.
Just as my climax hit me and I began to jerk inside Grace, she screamed out and I felt her pulsing around me as I came, spilling inside her as I thrust forward. I buried my face in her neck, moaning at the same time I breathed her in.
I lay still for several seconds, feeling our mutual pulsating recede and finally fade slowly away.
I pretended to let out a snore against her neck and she laughed, and my cock, still halfway hard, slipped out of her a little bit with the movement.
I brought my head up and looked into her eyes, dancing with laughter. I grinned into her beautiful face and leaned forward and kissed her. As my lips met hers, something occurred to me. I closed my eyes for a beat before grimacing. “I didn’t use a condom. I’m so sorry. I don’t even have one here anyway, but fuck, I didn’t even—”