Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 26959 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26959 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“I can guarantee that Tanner would be okay with this.” He gave her a lopsided smile, and suspicions slammed into her.
“And why would you think he’d be okay with this when you haven’t even spoken to him about it?” Or maybe he had. Was that why he was so sure?
He stalked forward, like a damn predator about to attack her. She pressed as far against the counter as she could, but it wasn’t that she actually wanted to escape him. What she needed was something solid to hold on to for fear that she wouldn’t be able to stand on her own.
When he was close enough that she smelled his mint flavored breath along her lips, he spoke.
“I know he’d be more than good with you staying here because then we could visit you all the time, Sasha.” He leaned in, and she felt the lightest caress of his lips against hers. “And believe me when I say, that is something both of us would enjoy immensely. Day or night, baby.”
He took her lips in the next second and gave her everything that she had missed since only last night. His tongue swept into her mouth, claiming hers in a sensual dance that had her pussy wet and her nipples hard as rock.
His big body pressed into her, making her mold against the counter as he delved his tongue in and out of her mouth. She got lost in the sensations, became dizzy from the emotions, and wanted to take this further.
“Please, Jonas. Please.” Fortunately, she didn’t have to elaborate on what she desperately needed because he slid his hands down her back and curved them over her ass. He flexed his fingers several times before hauling her onto the counter.
Spreading her legs to make room for his hips, Sasha sighed in bliss when his erection bumped against her pussy. At least, she had been smart enough to wear a skirt this time. The material bunched up her thighs, but apparently, that wasn’t good enough because Jonas gripped the hem and shoved the dress up until it was well over her hips.
The white panties she wore weren’t anything special, but they were lacy, and she knew for a fact he could see her lips through the transparent material.
“Christ, Sasha.” He flicked his eyes to hers for a second before dropping them back between her splayed legs. Taking her ankles in his hands he brought them up until her feet rested on the counter.
Gripping her knees, he spread her thighs as wide as they would go. Her labia parted, but embarrassment wasn’t an emotion she felt at the moment. She was too aroused and needy for any of that. “I can see your fucking pussy through your panties.” His hard pants tickled the base of her throat.
He continued a downward path with his mouth, groaning every time she made a little noise of pleasure. He cupped her breasts and used his thumbs to brush them back and forth over her nipples, causing them to stiffen further.
Before she could catch her breath, his mouth was on her breasts, sucking her right one through the thin material of her dress then going to her left one. The fabric was wet, and when he continued moving lower, she saw her stiff nipples clearly through the white fabric.
“God, you are trying to kill me, Sasha.”
He must have liked what he saw because he moved back up and latched onto her breasts once more. Her clit pulsed in time with his sucking mouth.
“Tell me if feels good for you, Sasha.” His words were muffled against her chest.
“It feels so good, Jonas.” She speared her hands in the dark strands of his hair and gave them a hard tug.
“I’m about to make you feel a hell of a lot better, sweets.” She didn’t have to wait and wonder what he meant because in the next second his mouth was on her lace-covered mound.
For several long moments all he did was lick and nip at her through her panties—which seemed so much more erotic than actually feeling his lips on her bare flesh. Wetness slipped from her, making her pussy slick with the need to be fucked. She leaned back and rested against the cool granite.
He was never-ending in his pleasurable onslaught, but when he hooked his finger under the side of her panties and pulled them aside, that was when the real ecstasy began.
“Oh God, Jonas.”
He moved his tongue through the folds of her pussy, lapping up her juices and making more spill from her.
It was hot and erotic, and she knew there was no way she could stop the flow of desire that was sure to take her over the edge.
“Come on, Sasha.” He ran his tongue over her clit, sucked the hard nub into his mouth and growled when she bucked against him.