Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
She shuddered beneath his touch and he didn’t relent. Continued with his all-out tactile assault on her senses. His fingers delved beneath her shirt and pushed up, allowing his hands to trail along her sides as he learned her curves.
“Ryker.”
God, hearing her moan his name like that, was enough of a gift he wouldn’t ask for much more. Hearing her scream it would be the only thing better. He kept his cock pressed against her and palmed her breasts, squeezing for a moment before he muttered to himself and shoved her bra up, freeing them for his touch.
Circling her nipples with his thumbs he grinned wickedly against her throat as she moaned and whimpered, shifting.
“You like that?” He grazed along her carotid. “Yeah, you do. Could you come like this? With me playing with these nipples?”
Her hips rocked into him and he said a prayer, or three, that he wouldn’t lose it in his pants like a youth experiencing his first girl.
“I think you can.” He plucked and pinched as he slowly moved with her own rocking hips, dragging his length along her core.
Rayla dug her nails into his chest and he growled in pure satisfaction. Yeah, that’s what he wanted.
Cupping one breast, he bit her lower lip before he dipped his head and sucked the taut nipple into his mouth, shirt and all.
“Shit,” she moaned. One hand moved from his chest and sank into his hair, gripping the strands even as she pressed him tighter to her.
He flicked his tongue over the bud, circling it before drawing it back in his mouth for another round of sucking and laving. Ryker pinched her other nipple as he moved his free hand down over her belly and past her waistband.
Dragging a knuckle over the front of her panties, he sucked harder at the wetness he found, then he rubbed. Using his finger, he moved up and down her slit, pushing his knuckle in a bit but leaving her clit alone.
He pulled pack just enough to see he’d soaked her shirt. Her lower lip was shiny and a bit swollen from his earlier kisses. Jumping up there quick he planted another on her, unable to help himself from indulging.
“Are you protected?” The words fell from his lips to hers on a guttural growl.
He saw her trying to make sense of his statement. “What?” A pant was the best he could label it as.
Ryker fumbled with the fasteners of the pants he wore, groaning in ecstasy when his hand freed his hard cock.
“Are. You. Protected?” He nuzzled his nose along her face before claiming her mouth one more time. The kiss was short, powerful and possessive. “I’m not pulling out once I’m in you and I want to fuck you bare, but if you’re not protected, tell me now. Otherwise I’m doing my fucking damnedest to get you pregnant with my baby.”
She trembled in his arms and he inhaled, deep, taking in her intoxicating scent. He’d never found a woman who enticed him so with a smell.
“I’m not going to lie to you baby. That’s my end goal here. You housing our child in this belly. Letting me take care of you like you deserve.” He thrust against her once more. “So I need you to tell me if you’re protected.”
“I am.”
Equal parts happy and furious, he took it and ran. He shoved her shorts down over full hips, reluctantly releasing her body from his hands so he could take them off her. Crouching before her, he placed a kiss on her light blue covered pussy, the material damp.
She squirmed and he smacked her there. “No pulling away.”
Her whimper wasn’t contained and he lifted one foot free of the shorts gathered at her ankles. Then he skimmed his touch back up the outside of her legs, totally enjoying the feel of her satin skin beneath his fingertips and palms.
When he encountered the top of her panties, he curved his fingers in them and slowly drew down, exposing the secret he’d been desperate to uncover since he first laid eyes on her.
“Fucking beautiful.”
She wasn’t bare, her hair was clipped close and tight, allowing him to view the swollen lips and the presence of her arousal. Her scent floated to him and he swallowed another groan. Without thought, he leaned forward and dragged his tongue right up the slit of her pussy.
Heady, earthy, spicy and addictive as all fucking hell. Her taste spread out over his tongue and he allowed her panties to slide down her legs on their own as he grabbed her hips, yanking her closer to his mouth.
“Shit!”
Her panted moan flamed his own desire and he opened his eyes to watch her as he ate her pussy. Wildness and an increasing need filled her gaze and he dug his fingers in harder. Circling her clit, he flicked it fast with his tongue, gauging her reactions. What added to her pleasure, what she preferred more?