Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 22478 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22478 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
My whole body freezes as I stare at it in wonder. I can’t even play this one off. He knows that I’m staring. He can see the amazement and lust on my face.
His big hand gently touches my chin and he tilts my face up until I’m looking into his sexy eyes. I whimper.
“Such a tiny towel,” he says as he takes it out of my hand. I swallow hard as he tosses it onto the counter. “Why don’t you use this one?”
He grabs the knot and with a flick of his hand, the towel falls loose around his waist. He holds it up for me with a sexy grin on his face.
My pulse is racing as I take it and gently dry his chest. I’m trying to focus on the water drops disappearing off his soft skin and trying to ignore the long hard cock standing up between us.
But I can only do that for so long.
My eyes slowly lower. I gasp when I see the true size of it pointing proudly into the air.
It’s a magnificent cock.
Once I have my eyes on it, I can’t seem to look away. I’m in awe of it.
It’s the first time I’ve seen a cock in person and I already know it’s the only one I’ll ever need to see.
It’s so thick. So hard. I bet I can wrap my hand around it and not have my fingertips touch. My hands tingle wanting to find out.
“Are you starting to understand?” Michael asks in a deep throaty voice. There’s a growl to it that rumbles through my body.
“Understand what?” I ask, my voice breathless and on edge while the rain hammers the bus.
“That you’re mine,” he says as he cups my cheek. “That we’re mates. That we belong together.”
I just stare into his eyes and swallow hard.
“Maybe this will help convince you.”
He pulls my mouth to his and I moan when I feel his lips pressing against mine. I part my lips for him and liquefy as he kisses me like he’s been waiting decades for it.
It’s so good. His mouth is so soft. So warm. His tongue slides against mine, gentle at first but then the kiss gets hard and demanding.
His big hand flattens against my lower back and he pulls me against his hard body. I whimper into his mouth as I surrender myself to him.
I’m his. I’m all fucking his forever…
He greedily swallows each moan I make. I never want this kiss to end. I never want to be away from this man.
His other hand slides into my hair and he tilts my head back as he deepens the kiss. I whimper again, but it just seems to spur him on. He grips my hair in his fist as he explores my mouth like he can’t get enough.
I’m breathless when we finally pull away. Breathless and gazing up at this gorgeous man in awe.
“You’re mine, Jemma,” he growls, still gripping my hair. “Say it.”
“I’m yours,” I say, believing every word. “I’m your mate.”
He kisses me again and I feel more myself than I ever have. During school, while working, while living in New York—I feel more right in this moment, more in my skin now than I’ve ever felt before.
I know he’s right about all of it. I’m certain we belong together.
I didn’t know about mates until a few hours ago, but after one kiss, I’m more sure that we’re mates than I’ve ever been sure about anything else.
A deep sexual throbbing takes over my body as Michael releases the kiss.
If he belongs to me, I can touch him… Anywhere…
I shyly lift my hand and graze his chest.
“It’s okay,” he says softly like he’s trying to coax a butterfly into his palm. “My body is yours to enjoy. Touch me wherever you’d like.”
I swallow hard and run my fingertips over his shredded stomach. It’s even harder than it looks.
My plan was to touch his sexy arm next, but my hand has another idea. It keeps going down…
He drops his head back and closes his eyes with a hungry groan as I drag the back of my fingers down his hard shaft.
I wrap my hand around it and squeeze. It nearly brings him to his knees.
I can’t help but grin as I watch him reacting.
It’s such a turn-on to see his jaw clenching and to hear his deep growly moans, knowing I’m the one causing it. I’m giving pleasure to this hot muscular man. Me.
The urge to please him more rips through me until it’s all I can think about.
Our eyes are locked as I lower myself onto my knees, his hard throbbing cock still in my hand, the rain still pounding on the windows.
I lick my lips I admire it up close.
It’s huge. My fingertips don’t even come close to reaching each other. His shaft is so thick. So long. My body aches with need as I watch a bead of pre-cum oozing out of the tip.