Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 114368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 572(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 572(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
He placed me on his lap, and I felt his hardness brush against my thigh. It was freezing outside, yet all I felt was his heat against me, warming every inch of my being. He scrambled for his wallet and pulled out a condom. I took it from him, tore it open, and smoothed it slowly down over his length while maintaining eye contact the whole time. I began pumping his length in my hands a few times before placing him at my entrance. I hovered over him, not giving him what he wanted just yet. As his lips parted, I wanted to see how much need would build within him. The desperation in his dilated eyes only turned me on more.
He lifted his large hand to the side of my neck and gripped me, pulling me closer to his face. His lip danced across mine before he swept his tongue against them. “Don’t tease, Star,” he muttered with a wicked grin. “Because I’ll tease you back,” he ordered before taking his other hand and softly rubbing my clit. A moan of desire escaped me from the act as he took my bottom lip into his mouth and nibbled it. “And I’m a fucking great tease.” He slid a finger inside me, and my hips involuntarily rocked to try to make him fall deeper. He paused his movement, tightened his hand around my neck, and pulled me even closer. “You like that?”
“Yes,” I replied breathlessly.
“You want more of that or all of me?” he hissed, his intoxicating tone making me high.
“All of you,” I whispered. I pulled his finger from inside me, brought it to my lips, and then I sucked it slowly, tasting myself against his skin. My eyes locked with his, and I saw the way the movement turned him on even more. “I want all of you.”
The passion and heat of the moment became incendiary after that. We were starving for one another as the windows fogged up from our body chemistry. I lowered myself onto him fully, and he began thrusting harder and deeper as I gripped the rear deck of the back seat. I felt filthy in the most thrilling way as my curly hair dangled in his face. He swept it out from in front of my eyes and gripped the back of my neck, forcing eye contact not to break between us. His warmth and intensity left me feeling as if I were soaring through the world with no fear of falling. The weeks of abstinence between us, the weeks of secretly longing and daydreaming, were all boiling over and now clashing against both of our bodies. Our tongues lapped against one another, starving for each other, our hands explored, and our hips rocked together as if we were one. He delivered faster thrusts, and my nails dug into his back as he ordered me to fuck him harder, wilder, deeper. More, more, more…that was all I wanted from him. More.
My mouth fell against his neck as I cried out in pleasure from the feel of him filling up every inch of me. I loved how he felt inside me. I loved how he’d press me against his body, ensuring I knew he was addicted to every part of my being.
“I love how you feel,” he whispered against my neck, licking my skin before moving his mouth to my earlobe. I moaned as my hips rocked against his. My hand fell to the window, and my handprint stayed against the chilled glass panel as I arched my back from the intense ride Milo was taking me on.
“That’s my girl,” he said, his voice coated in desire. “I love when you moan out for me,” he said, nibbling against my neck.
I came against him hard, and at the same time, he let out a tortured groan, his face contorting in ecstasy. The look of somewhat shock in his eyes as we came together showed me exactly what I’d been feeling this whole time. This was different from before. We were different. The way we’d come undone, the way we’d lost ourselves yet found each other, was a new, uncharted territory we wandered.
At that moment, surrounded by trees as nightfall settled over us, Milo and I became something special. Something more.
More, more, more…
“Fuck,” he breathed out as he slid out of me.
I was breathless as my body clung to his. He trailed kisses up and down my neck before he found my lips and kissed me slowly. Gently. There was so much care taken with his kisses. There was so much protection in his eyes.
More, more, more…
“I want this,” he told me between kisses. “I want you, Star,” he swore as he kissed me again. A split second of concern hit me as he kissed my lips. Milo tasted like promises he couldn’t keep. Like a promise of tomorrow when we only had today.