Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Joe offered to walk her home, and it would have been rude to tell him no. Callie had smiled as did William, his father, and then Joe walked her home.
Arriving at her home, she was tempted to bid him good night, but she opened her door, and Joe nudged her inside, taking the door and closing it. Within seconds, he had her pressed up against the door, and then his lips were on hers, and all thought left her mind.
From the moment she had seen him tonight, she had wanted to kiss him, properly. She knew the pack were watching.
“All night,” he said, with a groan. “This is what I’ve been wanting to do all night long.” He growled the words against her lips. “You drive me crazy.”
She whimpered and then she just couldn’t resist. Darcy didn’t know what came over, but she suddenly had an overwhelming urge to touch him, skin to skin. Gripping his shirt, she began to tug it up and over his head. She tossed it to the side, and let it drop on the floor.
In the next second, she had her hands all over him, touching him, not wanting to let him go.
“Fuck, you feel good,” he said, growling out the words against her neck.
“So do you,” she said.
Her reached for the zipper of her dress and tugged it down.
She knew they were moving fast, but she didn’t want him to stop. The dress fell to her hips, and then Joe pushed it down so it landed on the floor in a puddle at her feet. Then his hands were on her body, and she couldn’t help but gasp. The pleasure was instant, and she was pretty sure her wolf was purring in the back of her mind, which was crazy because a wolf didn’t purr. That was a cat, not a wolf.
“Darcy, tell me to stop!”
She was not going to tell him to stop. Her nipples were rock-hard and she felt a pulse between her thighs. There was no way this could stop. She felt overheated and needy, and so ready for him. It was a need she didn’t want to stop or let go.
He growled her name, and then with a few clenches of his fist, the bra and panties she wore were torn off her body, and nothing but scraps of fabric on the floor.
Joe was still dressed in a pair of jeans.
She was naked.
Darcy sank to her knees in front of him and began to loosen the zipper of his pants. She was careful as she moved it over his rock-hard erection, and then slid it down. She grabbed either side of his hips and pulled them down.
He wore a pair of black boxer briefs and she saw the outline of the ridge of his cock. Her mouth watered for a taste.
Taste him.
Lick him.
Suck him.
Her hands and body felt like they had a mind of their own. She didn’t even know where she had gotten the confidence to peel down his boxer briefs and drop them to his ankles.
Joe stepped out of them, but she was staring at his cock. It was long, thick, and the bulbous head was already leaking pre-cum. He smelled amazing.
Darcy didn’t have a clue what she was doing, she just went on instinct as she wrapped her fingers around his length, and then began to work from the base of his dick all the way to the tip. She did this several times, working up and down his length.
He growled her name and she glanced up to see him struggling.
She stopped. “Am I hurting you?”
“Fuck, no, it doesn’t hurt. It feels so good. Please, don’t stop. I don’t want you to stop.”
But—and this was the big but—she didn’t just want to touch him, she also wanted to taste him. Her mouth watered for a taste.
She swiped her tongue across the tip and she heard his sudden intake of breath, so she did it again, then again. Once she had licked all the pre-cum away, she then wrapped her lips around his length and began to take him into her mouth. Darcy started an inch at a time, getting accustomed to the feel of him. She sucked him hard and then softly, and then took as much of him as she could until he hit the back of her throat.
Joe ran his fingers in her head and then she felt him grab a fistful of her hair, holding it within his grasp as he began to rock his pelvis against her face.
She took more of his cock and even as she swallowed him hard, he released a growl, and she felt his cock jerk within her mouth.
“Fuck, I’m going to come.”
Darcy wanted to taste him and as she sucked him, she felt his orgasm as it washed over him, and he spilled his seed into her mouth. She swallowed it all down, not leaving a single drop.