Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
“Jesus, where do all your panties keep going, temptress?” I pull away, feeling her nakedness beneath my hand.
“You keep tearing them off me or stealing them. I’m not buying clothes for you to rip them to shreds, and don’t you dare think about doing that to this dress, or I’ll have to walk out of here naked.” Tessa acts like she’s upset about the fact. I know that couldn’t be further from the truth, not when it’s my mouth or cock working its way inside her pussy.
“Stand up for me and take your dress off, then. I can’t have you naked in public.” The rumble in my chest at the thought of someone seeing what’s mine has me pissed at an instance that hasn’t even occurred. She slides back, the view of her bareness searing its presence into my brain, seeing the wetness coating what I’m going to have my mouth on the moment she’s naked. I watch as she turns around, fingers unclasping the button at the back of her neck. “Will you unzip my dress?” She could have done it easily enough. This is a test, not only for me not to rip it to shreds but also to stay in control. The rasp of the zipper gives way. Tessa allows the fabric to drop to the floor, leaving her in nothing but her heels.
“You’re missing something, temptress.” I grab the jewelry box from where she was seated. She goes to turn around, but my hand on her hip stops her movement. “I want you on my lap, your back to my front while I put my necklace on you.” Her body trembles for me when I pull her back with one hand while flipping the jewelry boxy open. The necklace nestled inside is a platinum chain, holding a one carat diamond with platinum surrounding it. I had no idea when I walked into the store what I’d be walking out with. There wasn’t a ring in sight that I thought was good enough for Tessa. It’s part of the reason I settled on the necklace. I’ve already got an idea for the ring when it comes to that point in time. I make quick work of taking the necklace out of the box, knowing this should be interesting, unclasping and then reclasping it around her neck. It takes a few tries. Tessa waits patiently, not asking if I need help, staying silent while her hands rest on my spread thighs. I should have planned this a fuck ton better, including myself being naked. Her sliding down on my cock while I put the necklace on would have been a shit ton smarter. After one last final attempt, it’s finally lying against her chest. My fingers slide around the length of the chain. “I like you in my diamond, temptress.” My hands cup the underside of her tits, thumbs rasping against her pebbled nipples.
“Kingston.” Her head tips back on my shoulder. My lips graze her neck. Given the opportunity clothes wouldn’t be an option for her, having all this smooth, bare skin easily accessible, would make our lives a hell of a lot more fun.
“Lift your hips, temptress. I’m going to take you just like this.” My hands fall away from where they were, going to the buckle of my belt, making quick work of the button and zipper.
“Hurry.” Desperation laces her voice. The moment my cock is out, hard and ready, I drag the head along her slit, wetness coating both of us. “Slide down slowly. We’re going to make this last,” I tell her. My hands hold her hips, making sure she does as I request. Most of the time when we’re together, it’s a race to the finish line. That’s not what tonight is about; it’s about her seeing, feeling, and hearing exactly what she means to me.
18
TESSA
“Um, Kingston, I think we fell asleep,” I tell him as I slowly wake up. He’s clearly been up for a while, judging by the way he’s trailing his hands through my hair and his cock that’s ready for action once again. I swear the man’s age has nothing to do with his stamina. I’m pretty sure that he has more of a libido than I do.
“You’d be right. We’re also snowed in for the time being. I woke up long enough to see the caterer and the rest of the employees out when the first snowflake fell. I didn’t think we’d be snowed in, though.” Yes, we live in Vegas. No, we don’t always get weather like this, and we may not have two feet of snow, but if King says we’re snowed in, it’s because we’re not really equipped to deal with this kind of weather, meaning our vehicles don’t have chains. I’m sure trucks haven’t cleared the roads yet. So, we’re stuck, not that I’m upset. My cushion is Kingston. I’m lying on top of his bare chest in nothing but the discarded button-up shirt that I honestly can’t remember when or how that happened.