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)
He dipped the tip of one finger inside her, definitely not enough to assuage the need burning deep within her.
“So fucking wet for me, baby. I love it. I know you’re going to be hot, tight, and wet around my cock when I slide it inside you. You’re my good girl.”
She worried her lower lip in her teeth, trying not to beg him to do that now. Memories of their all to brief time together raced through her mind and she had the biggest urge to eighter squeeze her legs together tighter or spread them for easier access.
Three teasing pumps of his finger before he dragged more of her wetness to circle her clit.
“I’m going to take you from behind and watch your ass as I fuck you. I’m going to have you ride me as you chase that orgasm, your breasts jiggling as you bounce and take what you need.”
She screwed her eyes closed and desperately fought to slow her breathing.
“Then,” he murmured, his breath still puffing along the shell of her ear. “I’m going to put you on your back, stretch you out beneath me. Lace our fingers and stare in your incredible gaze as I slip back in you, cataloging a memorizing every fucking expression on your face as I ruin you for anyone else.”
She had no recourse to stop that mewl of want from escaping. Her hips chased his all to fleeting touch. The raw masculine chuckle from behind her let her know he was doing this on purpose. Driving her craving higher and higher.
“Ryker,” she gasped as he pinched her clit, throwing her toward the edge of the precipice but not letting her fall.
“That’s right baby, my good girl. I want you screaming my name.” Without another word, he shoved his fingers deep in her core and she splintered.
Rayla shook as the furious rush of the orgasm overtook her, her air leaving her in a rushed gasp. Even her legs began to shake as it rolled over her.
“God,” she moans.
“Not God, baby. Ryker. Get it right. I want to hear my name roll from your lips.”
He dragged his wet fingers up along her hip until he reached the elastic of her panties. One swift jerk and he snapped them before dipping back between her thighs to slowly drag the satin from her until it lay useless along one thigh.
His lips brushed her cheek as he brought his hand up to his mouth and he sucked her essence off his fingers. “Fucking soaked, baby. I want to hear you beg.”
Rayla out of pure instinct to people demanding things like that from her clamped her jaw tight. He nipped her cheek before taking his hand on a long trip back down, over her sensitive breasts where he plucked at her nipples until they ached for something she wasn’t quite sure what. He nibbled on her neck, sucking and pulling the skin between his teeth. Leaving marks.
When he cupped her pussy she signed in anticipation. He slid two fingers back inside her heat but curled them forward hitting that one spot that had her mouth to open and her plea careening out.
“Please Ryker. Fuck me!”
His lips curved up in a devilish smile before he bit down on her ear lobe. “Good girl.” Before she knew what happened, she found herself stripped naked and Ryker’s clothing having joined hers somewhere on the floor.
He dragged one large hand down the outside of her leg to her knee and lifted it until she rested her foot on him. As he held his position behind her, she sucked in a breath at the way the broad head of his cock pushed into her as he notched.
“Yes,” she hissed as he entered her.
“Fuck yes.” His growl setoff a small orgasm as it reverberated through his chest to her body and centering on her clit. Like he’d reached down between her legs and rubbed it himself.
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Figuratively and literally exhausted, Ryker curved his body around the woman who’d wrung everything out of him. Granted, he’d done the same to her but damn, even now, he wished his body was recovered and he could do it once more. They were currently on the floor in a pile of blankets, when they’d gotten down there, he wasn’t entirely positive but he honestly didn’t give a fuck. So long as he was with her, he was happy to be wherever.
The unadulterated bliss of having this woman gripped around him, both her pussy and her, how she held him, like she longed to burrow deep inside him. An experience he’d never had before with another woman.
Not like previous ones meant a damn thing now as he didn’t care about them. Honestly couldn’t really remember any of them either. And hadn’t since he first laid eyes on her.