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)
“Fuck,” he said, shifting us until I was on my back and he was ridding my body of the lace. “I love how needy you are for me.”
I shivered as he slipped off his boxer briefs, quickly settling himself between my thighs, gliding the tip of his hard cock through my wetness. I spread myself wider for him, my heart racing when he looked down between us, watching where as he slid inside me one torturous inch.
“Look at that,” he said, glancing at me. “Look how perfect you take me.” He slid in another inch, and I sighed, pleasure rippling down my body at the feel of him there.
“Brad,” I begged, needing more. He made me hot all over, like golden fire sliding through my veins and all I wanted to do was burn.
He adjusted himself, propping himself up with an arm on either side of my head, bringing every inch of our bodies flush as he held my gaze.
“I love you,” he said at the same time as he sank inside me to the hilt.
I gasped, wrapping my legs around him as he pulled all the way back our and slid home again, his pace slow, deliberate.
“I love you,” I echoed his sentiment, my hands splayed on his back as he pulled out and slid in again.
And again.
He slanted his mouth over my own, kissing me with a languid, luscious pace that matched his thrusts. I arched my hips, rolling them in time to his pumping, each time we connected feeling like a silent claiming.
“You feel so damn good, baby,” he groaned against my mouth, our bodies slicked with sweat from maintaining the slow pace. “So hot and slick around me. Fucking love the way your body takes mine.”
“Love what you do to me,” I said, barely able to form a coherent sentence as he pumped inside me, each time he bottomed out his pelvic bone ground against my throbbing clit, pushing me closer and closer to that sweet edge of release.
“We’re just getting started,” he said, tangling his fingers in my hair, gently tugging it back until my neck was exposed for him. “I’m going to fulfil every little desire you have, baby,” he said, kissing my neck as he slammed into me a bit harder. “Whatever you want, whatever you need,” he said between kisses. “Nothing is off limits.”
My heart expanded at his words, my body twisting in a tight coil of heat at what he was doing to me.
“Do you like that idea?” he asked, grazing his teeth along my neck.
“Yes,” I said, moaning as my pleasure built beneath my skin. “God, yes.”
“Fuck,” he groaned. “You’re there. I can feel you’re there, baby.”
I lifted my hips as he thrust inside me, letting him slide in deeper, harder. “Come with me,” I begged. “Please.” I wanted to feel him come inside me while he unraveled me, wanted to watch him lose himself in me the same way I was in him.
“Goddamn,” he said, pumping into me harder, faster, chasing his release as he stretched out mine.
I was on the cusp, each thrust adding fire to that white-hot knot pulsing inside me, just waiting to—
Explode.
I shattered into a million pieces of pleasure, sparks shooting across my skin, tightening and loosening all my muscles at once.
“Brad,” I sighed his name as I clung to him through the intensity of my orgasm, relishing the hot burst of his release inside me.
He growled, capturing my mouth as he slowly rocked inside me, drawing out the pleasure until we were both panting and limp.After a few moments, he gently slid out of me, hopped out of the bed, and returned to clean us both up. It was loving and intimate and did all kinds of things to my heart.
He slipped back into bed, covering us both up before tucking me into his side as he wrapped his arms around me, and I wasn’t sure if I’d ever be able to get used to this kind of love…
But I sure as hell would try.
CHAPTER 18
Brad
“I can’t believe you’re taking me to Valentine’s Day dinner at Lyla’s,” Luna said as I held the door open for her, Anne greeting us and escorting us to our table with a warm smile on her face.
“Why wouldn’t I?” I asked, genuinely confused. “It’s the best restaurant in town.”
Luna smiled at me from across the table, shaking her head. “I don’t know,” she said. “How about the fact that you proposed to Lyla right in front of me one of the last times we were here?”
I gaped at her, then clenched my eyes shut for a moment. Fuck me, I’d forgotten about that.
“That was a joke,” I said, giving her my most apologetic look. “You know that.”
“Do I?” she teased, the little vixen had challenge all over her. “You were so in love with her cake that day. Should I be worried?”