Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
“Lift that beautiful ass for me,” he demanded.
It was amazing how quickly I obeyed.
He tucked a pillow beneath me, hoisting me up at a higher level as he positioned himself between my thighs. He smoothed his hand down my legs, leaning over to kiss my breasts, my neck, my lips.
I kissed him back, relishing the feel of his skin against mine as I ran my hands over every inch I could reach. I felt like I was one fire, slowly burning in the most beautifully delicious way, and I never wanted it to end.
“Are you sure?” he asked one more time, eyes locked on mine as he lined his cock up with my aching heat.
“Yes,” I said. “Please. I’ve never needed anything so badly in my entire life.”
That made his cocky smile deepen, and he didn’t hesitate to inch his way inside me.
I gasped as he bottomed out, his cock filling and stretching me in a painfully pleasurable way. I wrapped my arms around him, then my legs as he held still, letting me adjust to his size.
Then I rolled my hips, urging him out of me before drawing him back in.
“Fucking hell, Luna,” he groaned, pleasure rippling his features. “You feel so fucking good. All slick and hot.” He pulled out and thrust inside me again, this time faster and harder.
“Brad,” I moaned his name, my entire being centering around the way our bodies crashed together. The way our lips met. The way his tongue felt gliding against mine while he pumped inside me.
“Is this what you wanted? What you asked for?” he asked, thrusting into me. “Or more?”
“This,” I said, my mind spinning with pleasure. “And more,” I continued.”
“Show me.”
There was no room for hesitation, for nerves, not when everything he did felt so damn good. I reached for his free hand, dragging it over my chest, positioning his hand over my throat.
“Goddamn,” he groaned, taking over and giving my throat the perfect little squeeze.
I moaned at the sensation, at the dominance in the move. I’d read about it a dozen times in books, but never knew it would feel like this—pure submission edged with the sweetest pleasure.
“You’re so fucking perfect.” He kept his hand on my neck, pumping into me harder.
“I can’t get enough of you,” I breathed the words, raking my hands over his muscles. “You’re…” I whimpered as he bottomed out, grinding against my clit while squeezing my throat just a fraction harder. “Amazing.”
I tightened my thighs around his hips, holding him closer, urging him to go harder.
“Fuck, baby,” he groaned, giving into my silent demands. He slammed into me, the angle from the pillow giving him all the access to go deeper, to stroke that spot inside me that had me seeing fucking stars. “I…goddamn, Luna.”
“Yes,” I moaned, meeting his every thrust, driving us both to that sweet edge of release. I lost myself entirely to sensation, letting my body direct what it needed, what it demanded from him. And he met each and every need and then some, pushing me to limits I didn’t know I had and then crashing me right over them. “Brad.”
I clenched around his cock, my orgasm intense and sparking as I came for the third time.
“Fuck,” Brad groaned, following me right over that edge, rocking me right over the aftershocks and into a mind-blowing sense of bliss that settled over my entire body.
He braced himself with his arms on either side of me, leaning his forehead against mine as we caught our breath.
I was too tired to worry, to question what we’d just done, to ask out loud what it might change between us. Instead, a blissful little laugh bubbled right out of my lips.
Brad drew back, smiling down at me.
“What’s so funny?” he asked.
I shook my head, reeling it in but I couldn’t contain my smile. “I don’t know,” I said. “I’m just happy. Really, really happy.”
He wet his lips, his eyes flashing serious for a second before he blinked it away, replacing it with pure mischief. “Good,” he said. “That’s all I ever want.”
CHAPTER 10
Brad
“I have to confess something,” I said to Luna as we headed toward the spa in the resort. It’d been two days since we’d crossed that line, since I’d had the best night of my entire life, and neither one of us had spoken about it or tried to cross it again.
“What’s up?” Luna asked, her eyes flaring just a bit wider as she looked up at me where we stopped outside the spa.
I wanted to tell her I couldn’t stop thinking about that night. Couldn’t stop thinking about how perfectly we’d fit together, how the chemistry between us had been like nothing I’d ever felt before. How I loved that these last two days had been normal between us—nothing awkward or lingering—just pure fun while we continued to get to know Ezra and Ava and more about their company.