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)
“Yes, yes, I want that,” I moaned, more wetness pooling between my thighs.
I wanted it hard. I wanted him to pound into me. I’d never had it that way. My inner muscles clenched in delicious anticipation and a thrill shot down my spine, that furious pulsing picking up strength and speed again.
He moved between my legs and I brought my knees up and let my legs fall to the side, offering myself to him.
He took my wrists in his hands and brought them over my head and held them against the pillow. He climbed on top of me and brought his lips to mine again, thrusting his tongue into my mouth seconds before he thrust into me from below. I moaned out in pleasure and he tore his mouth from mine. “Oh, fuck, Grace, baby, you feel good.”
“Please,” I panted out. What I was begging for, I wasn’t sure, but he seemed to know.
He let out a quick exhale and started pumping into me. At first he went slow and deep, his movement controlled, rubbing a spot inside of me that I didn’t even know existed. I panted out in pleasure, “Oh God, oh God, right there, yessss,” and his eyes watched me, gauging my reaction and moving his body in response to my cues. When I started panting and pushing up against him, he started moving hard and fast, thrusting into me relentlessly, his eyes growing heavy, his mouth falling open. God, he was so beautiful it was heart-stopping.
As he slammed into me over and over, the pleasure spiraled higher and higher until there was nowhere to go but over the edge. I shuddered and screamed out beneath him as the orgasm exploded through my body. This one was just as intense as the first, but it was different, starting from deep inside, my internal muscles rippling and clenching deliciously. Holy hell.
As I came down, I watched his face tense and I knew he was coming. “Oh God,” he choked out as his thrusts grew jerky and goose bumps erupted on his skin.
He moved his mouth to mine and moaned out the rest of his orgasm against my lips. As he kissed me slowly and deeply, he moved in and out of me leisurely, milking his own climax before his hips came to a stop, and he let go of my hands. “You’re incredible, buttercup,” he said breathlessly, moving his head to my shoulder to bite it playfully.
He pulled out of me and rolled off, standing up and heading to the bathroom, to get rid of the condom, I assumed. He was back in a flash, climbing back under the sheet and pulling me into his arms.
“You’re very quiet over there,” he said after a minute. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”
“I was thinking, so that’s what sex is supposed to be like.” I sighed, shock and awe still clouding my orgasm-fogged brain.
He let out a breath, pulling me closer.
“My future husband is going to make a shrine in your honor,” I said.
He was quiet for a beat, then two before he finally said, “Hmmm. Remind me to give you an autographed picture before you leave so you can hang it directly above.”
I smiled into his chest, kissing the smooth skin.
I used my pointer finger to trace his nipple and watched as it hardened. I brought my leg up over his and felt him twitch against me. “Grace…” he moaned out.
My head came up. “Really? You could go again so soon?”
“I guess I haven’t gotten enough of you yet.”
I laughed. “Well, good thing you have me all weekend. But I think I need at least a couple hours of recovery time. My bones feel like water.”
“Okay, as long as you don’t mind being woken up in the middle of the night.”
“Hmm-mm. Not if you do that to me again.”
I felt his grin against my forehead as he leaned down and kissed me. “Go to sleep, buttercup.”
“Why do you call me buttercup?” I whispered sleepily. I’d keep trying until he gave me a real answer. He had to run out of silly ones eventually.
“Maybe because your skin is as creamy as butter,” he said, and I could hear the smile in his voice.
“Hmmm.” I closed my eyes and was asleep within minutes.
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Carson made good on his promise to wake me up in the middle of the night as he pushed inside of me and thrust lazily until we both tipped over the edge, the pleasure making us both moan into each other’s mouths.
When I woke up to his delicious scent all around me in the early hours of the morning, I felt something hot and hard twitching against my ass and so I took his thick, hard length in my hand and stroked him until I saw the goose bumps erupt on his skin and he moaned out in release.