Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
He stops anyway, holding completely still as his eyes seek out mine. "You okay, baby?" he asks.
"Yes," I sob.
"You sure?"
"Yes, Emmett! Please!"
"Please, what?" He grinds his thumb against my clit again. "Please this?"
I sob his name again.
He pulls back slightly and then thrusts forward. "Please this, Red?"
"Yes!" I claw his shoulders, throwing my head back against the pillows. "That. More of that."
He chuckles, nuzzling his face against my throat. "You're beautiful when you're begging for my cock, Nina. Maybe I'll stay just like this and make you keep doing it for a while."
I arch beneath him, tipping my head forward. "Don't you dare, Emmett Madden," I gasp. "I'll…I'll…"
"What? You'll what, baby?" He pulls back and then thrusts into me again. "You'll lay there and take it like a good girl?" His teeth rake down the side of my throat. "You'll keep begging?"
I don't know exactly what comes over me, but I wrap my legs around his hips and shove as hard as I can, rolling us to the side. He lands on his back beneath me with me straddling his hips. His head comes up, his eyes wide as they lock on mine.
"Fuck," he growls, grabbing my ass. Heat blazes in his expression, searing every line of his face. "You're going to get feisty on me if you don't get what you want, huh?"
"Yes," I whisper.
"Fuck yeah," he growls, smacking my ass. "Then take what you want so badly, Red. Ride my cock until you're dripping come all over me."
"I don't know how!" I cry.
He chuckles through a groan, using his grip on my ass to bounce me on his cock.
I moan, my head falling back.
"Balance with your hands and press your legs tight to my hips. Use your thighs and ass to lift yourself up and down," he murmurs gently. "Move your hips in circles if it feels good to you. There's no wrong way to fuck yourself on my cock, baby. Do what feels good to you. Trust me, just being in you is heaven for me."
I bite my lip and follow his instructions, tentatively lifting myself off him before sliding back down.
"Yeah, just like that," he growls, his eyes locked on my face. "Does it feel good?"
"Yes," I gasp, shifting again.
"Keep going, baby. Take what you need from me."
I moan and rock on top of him again, my confidence growing as pleasure rockets through me and I find a rhythm. Within seconds, we're working together to bounce me on his cock. He's so much deeper this way. Every thrust pulls a moan from my lips.
"You feel so good," I whisper, my head falling back as I do exactly what he said and take what I need.
"And you feel like heaven. Christ, you look like a goddess, Nina." He spreads my cheeks apart, yanking me down on him.
I shout his name, my core clenching.
"You like that, huh?"
There's nothing about this to dislike. He's beneath me, looking like a god, bucking his hips every time I land against his thighs to force himself a little deeper and prolong the pleasure. His eyes are on fire, his pleasure obvious. And I feel like I'm flying with every damn thrust.
I rock harder, faster, my nails digging into his chest as I chase the pleasure. But I don't want it to end, not really. I want to keep feeling like this until I can't move or breathe or think. So when I feel like I'm right there, I slow down, forcing myself to hold it off. Again and again. It's torture, but it's the best damn kind of torture.
When I do it the third time, he sits up beneath me suddenly, one hand wrapping around my throat. "I know what you're doing, Red," he growls, nipping my bottom lip. "You're denying me what's mine."
"I…I…"
"You want me to deny you an orgasm, baby? Want me to keep you on the edge until you're fucking begging for it?"
"Yes. No." I whimper in frustration, my mind clouded with lust. "I don't know! It feels so good."
"It'll feel even better when you're coming all over my cock, baby." He tips me backward, coming down over me. "But since you can't behave, I guess I'll have to show you myself…"
He doesn't give me a single second to prepare myself or breathe. He just tips me backward and then surges forward, driving himself into me in powerful thrusts that leave me reeling. There is no slowing down this time. There's no easing back. He's in charge, taking control of my pleasure, of my body.
He pounds into me, nipping and kissing everywhere he can reach. Keeping me pinned in place so I have no choice but to take every single second of ecstasy.
And the orgasm barreling toward me is too massive to hold off this time. It hits me like a tsunami, submerging me in ecstasy. I shatter with a sharp cry, coming all over him as I shake and convulse.